Poetry

Most humans walk with selfish eyes,
They take, then leave with no goodbyes.
They love until it feels too real,
Then vanish once they’re forced to feel.

They tire of hearts, of faces new,
Of truth, of dreams, of what is true.
They wear you down, then move along,
While you still hum the same old song.

And if you dare to not let go,
To care too much, to deeply show—
You’ll bleed alone, misunderstood,
For kindness dies in neighborhoods.

So choose: be numb or break apart,
For love, in most, is not a heart.

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This hits deep. It's raw, it's honest, and it perfectly captures the heartbreaking reality of human connections. Some people take and take until there's nothing left, then disappear like you never mattered. But kindness shouldn’t be so rare, it should be the norm. Thank you for sharing these words. They really make you think.

You put it perfectly,kindness is beautiful, but it needs boundaries. It’s heartbreaking when people take without appreciation, but finding that balance is essential for protecting our own peace. Your words really resonate. Thank you for sharing this perspective.

Life has a way of teaching us that even kindness needs its boundaries. When given without limits, it’s often mistaken for weakness, and some will take more than they ever give. Your words are a powerful reminder of that delicate balance between caring and protecting our own peace.