Imaginary Dialogue

You say to me, “why don’t you go away?” “I’m thousands miles away already, as you know Where to fly from here, where to stay There’s no direction I can take to go” “Stay where you are”, you say, “I’ve no concern About your present life, your past and future I have a share of troubles on my own And I don’t want to make my troubles mutual” “But I just want to help…”- “You always do! I’m sick of your advising, stupid man! Don’t talk to me of things you never knew I deal with serious stuff for now and then! Think what you will, how bad I am and all How good are you, how true you are to me Don’t press me with emotions, its your fault! You are unreal with your stupid fantasy…” “Why you’re boycotting me, what have I done, For what did I deserve such attitude?” - “This is your favorite question, you’ve done none! You just get on my nerves, this makes me rude! But this is me, its useless to explain Just take it as it comes, or go away! Go write another poem – pretty lame Your poems are, but you keep writing anyway”.