I wish not to be a seeker
I wish not to be a hunter
I wish not to be a user
I was always a giver
I was always a lover
I was always a bearer
It’s not how hard I hit
But how much I can stand the hit
I always have two faces
Never to be revealed in any phases
How I wish to give it back!!!
The frown, the hurt with impact.
I can never do it I know
For I am a giver and not a user…
