“A sip of life

I am a strange one
unlike any other ever born
helping out while i need help
hearing the cries of many
crying of their scratches and scars
while i keep quiet listening
with wide open wounds on the inside
being there for people, yet none here
when i need them the most
nowhere to be smelled
nowhere to be heard
I'm everywhere for them
none anywhere for me
I'm doing all for them
yet they can't even lift a finger for me

I am a strange one
like no one ever seen
hoping to be cared for
the day i die
while living none is showing any
while leaving this earth bit by bit
you failed to give me flowers
please fail also when i die
let my grave be clean
like my life was clean without a spot of care
without any stain of help
without flowers of love
just a breathing fellow, used when in need
I am a strange one”