EndlesslyPoetic 🧸

Is it just me?

Sitting there
While they're pouring their hearts out
My eyes never falter
My mind goes blank
Their problems become mine
And I'm forced to be the healer
The one who's Always there
But would they do the same
If I put them on the spot
Or they would go the other way
When stuff becomes tough
And my hearts shattering
In need of a friend
Do I need to scream louder
For them to feel obliged
To give just a piece
Of their soul like mine
Am I a people pleaser
The one who gifts her soul
On a huge platter
For some two-faced ghosts
Is everyone this cruel
Or is it just them
Am I with the wrong people
Or is it just in my head
Thoughts crashing wild
My eyesights blurring
Making it hard to see
If everything I've ever felt
Was only a poison rotting in me
Do I need to unleash it
Or do I need to rethink
About all the loneliness
Spreading in my whole being
Is it just me
Is it only my heart
That beats for every kind word
Like it's longing for a incarnation
Of a soul like hers
Am I asking too much
Or am I really right
To have the need to be understood
Above everything else
Isn't it strange to be confused
About a basic need like that
I guess it's just my poor self
Dreaming of an impossible life
Never blaming the preparators
Only herself
Is It really just me
Blowing things up
Or am I the only one with a golden heart?