They told me
Every single time
Do good things
And good things
Will come to you
But I tried
I am sure
I tried to be
happy
I tried to
Help
I tried to
Love
But nothing
Was what I got
Is that
What should happen?
Is that how
It should be?
They who give
Stay forever giving
And get not given
A single thing
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoetryLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
