A Moan..

Was the fault all mine
All I did was did not lie
Still I did see a tear shine
All I did was refuse to fly

Just a word of dislike
Another to avoid my heart strike
Then how did it hit so hard
Why, why does it feel so sad?

It can’t b that I’m so bad
Just a greeting can’t make one mad
How can my presence be so disliked
That one might wish to turn blind

Wonders are not what i expect
Reality has always been my percept
Then y does it seem to fall like this
There is something I know that is amiss