I Dont Know Poem by Wini Jose

‘I don’t know’, I always do say,
From the time of my birth to this very day.
Sometimes I really hate the very sound of life,
What is it? Nothing but a big doleful strife.
Walking on this very rough road I am blamed for everything,
And appreciated for nothing.
Why is it that no one understands me?
And presents me with sorrow but no glee.
Why is it that everything I do is a mistake?
And considers my smile, though innocent, as fake.
Why is it that everything I do go wrong?
Everyone says its because I am feeble and not strong.
There are many things that I don’t understand,
Why isn’t life colourful like every rainbow band?
Theories written in books are often not looked upon,
These are often covered with strangling weeds like in a deserted lawn.
I always think-‘Why was I born on earth and no other place? ’
Why was I destined to see every scornful face?
Everyone says earth is a replica of heaven,
With great wonders numbering up to seven.
But I see nothing other than hatred and anger on this earth,
And greed is the only thing that everyone has without dearth.
At the back of their minds they think something really nasty,
But show a smiling face to make everybody happy.
Do they have anything called feelings or sympathy,
But when a person is dead they show a lot of fake care and empathy.
I often look at the sky, my only glee,
Open like a rose and vast like the sea.
Sky is the only one I can believe in,
Because he is my closest kin.
The living human beings on earth are so fake in every aspect,
Who think they are really perfect.
So then who is my friend and who is my foe?
My only answer is: I don’t know.