POEM_: Just OK

One day,
I figured out
that I care about
other people
more than, they care about me.
I was heart-broken. And sad.

Then,
another day,
I figured out
that these ‘other’ people
also included those
that I considered
my immediate family.
I was heart-broken.

Yet another day,
today,
I find that
I care about other people
even more than they
care about themselves.

Evidently,
the problem,
is with me.
Not with the world
(as always).
And so,
now,
I am not heart-broken,
nor sad.

Just…
…OK.

- owais

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