people fall in love with you
because sometimes,
you just know and sometimes,
you do not realise

stupidity never taps you on the shoulder
it never points out –
the stupidity of what you say

you were zealous –
overbearing –
judgmental –
and always staring

i find myself –
amongst all this emotion
out here –
on some kind of ocean

i was not aware –
that i was so disliked
till,
along came you
and you put me right…

and as i began to drown
she screamed out her desperation
but she never said what she meant

why can’t you accept people –
for who they are?
is it –
because you do no accept yourself?