Don't..
I was there, right there when you walked pass as though i never existed. I went hungry on most days while you tossed away remains from fat chicken thighs and chased me away as i dug in your bin.
I was there, same class with you when you allowed them rape me and you laughed and jeered after my tears were mixed with my blood.
I was there, that girl, boy you hated just because we had different religious perspectives and my skin was a darker shade, pale or even faded.
I was the girl..who was tossed out the streets and you walked carelessly by as i roamed the darkened walls. I was there, in that practice with a bruised heel and you refused to give me a tiny balm to sooth my pains.
I was the mother you despised. The father you hated and the child you scorned just because you can for no reason.
I was everything you were not and that's why you hated me. But maybe i never had what you had and yet your hatred didn't go down at all but topped in a daily.
I was your friend, your sister, your brother..and yet, my pain was never compared with others when it comes form you.
I am the one who never cared for but envied, never loved but wished to have what i get on a daily.
I was the one who fell sick, bruised, killed, murdered or died due to natural causes..you probably wouldn't have cared if no one was looking.
Now, while my face and obituary is posted on the social cyber.. i see you..writing an epistle, a long ass tribute to me telling me how much you miss me and how great i was a person and how the earth as lost a jewel...
Don't!
Don't write a sad tribute to me..don't.!
You never loved me when i was alive. You never cared..you simply didn't even know me ..you simply aren't nothing to me..
Now you tell the whole world how much i meant to you?
Lies!!
Don't write a heartfelt tribute to me If you couldn't tell me you love me or cared for me or showed me how good of a human you ought to be when i was alive.
Don't insult my memory by writing sacrilegious nonsense just because...
Just don't write a sad tribute about me..
I may be dead, but i know i was unloved by you.
