To make others smile
i hide tears in my eye.
for the sake of others
i hide my wounds under covers.
i stop my work and
help others when i can.
in sharing pain i find relief
but never show my own grief.
when others use words harsh and slang
with smile i accept their damn.
on me they never pay heed
but search when they are in need.
i don't care if i m treated ill and bad
i will always be there in their times bad.
Arfa Iris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-me-75/
