When times comes you are gone
People say, bad things are none
Good things, they surely share
To show to everyone they care.
When you are still with them
They did nothing but neglect
Thinking you are just nobody
Never even make you feel worthy
When you do things less sgnificant
Care and concern, they never want
When you do things more important
They ask for more that you cannot.
How ironic and confusing the people are