To a very kind young lady

a poem by Shaji (Australia)

It’s alright
You don’t have to stop and say ‘hi’
When your disinterest is so obvious.
so loud

Why must you trouble yourself
No need lady, I knew you as
A pretty face.you are in my sketchpad
But I understand different smiles.
You were a pretty face.

I knew I didn’t exist anymore
Than that, you know you don’t exist
Anymore than that.don’t feel
Obliged to do something
When you have to lie
To yourself. I wouldn’t do that.

Wild, careless wanderer
That’s me. Don’t feel pressurized
To wander with me. You don’t have to.
It is okay if you find it tough to decipher
I don’t want anybody to trouble himself, herself.

Come undone, and I am open
Close your doors and I’ll find it
Hard to see something. I am raw, very green,
I breathe, and I exist somewhere on the
Other side of my psyche. I have some place
In my heart where I go time to time

It’s not a place I have never been to
It’s not a feeling I am not used to
But I sometimes stay there long.
If you can understand what I am trying to say.
And sorry I am not confused.

So, don’t trouble yourself
Don’t feel obliged
It’s okay. It’s okay.
I prefer the truth.