Bite me…
I watch the world with knowing eyes,
Undisguised and hardened, bereft of sentiment.
I see them all through a looking-glass.
I feel nothing for them, be it compassion, hatred or attachment.
They glance at me from time to time.
Begging me to understand, hoping that I react.
I have nothing to say to them, I don’t wish to look at them.
I don’t want to have to put on an act.
I stopped caring a long time back.
For I realized, the more I loved,
The more I showed warmth,
The more they wounded, hurt and shoved
Till my heart froze in a block of ice.
It will never melt now.
I hope that someday, they will stop trying to chain me
Because, here and now, I vow that they will not make me bow.
