Amid life's fabric woven with care,
I served and cared; emotions laid
bare.
Yet shadows emerge, whispers of
disdain,
From those I held close, my efforts in
vain.
I gave my all, with intentions so pure,
Yet the perception
shifts, motives obscure.
It stings like a wound,
a deep-seated pain,
To see bonds, unravel,
like tears in the rain.
Misunderstood intentions, a bitter pill to swallow,
In the web of relations,
a thread starts to hollow.
I rise with grace,
resilient and strong,
For not all value the
tune of my song.
I'll carry the scars, but not as a weight,
They're lessons in love,
not a twist of fate.
And if someone perceive me through a distorted lens,
I'll step into the light where authenticity mends.
Yet in their judgment, a clouded affair.
In this mosaic of life, love remains rare
If judgment distorts, and connections undo,
I'll walk away, for my worth holds true.
