I Am A Myth

I was a forgiver,

My heart was so large.

I did not know an inch,

How to give back to people.

Because I always believed,

The goodness of those I cared.

It was not until,

I was trampled upon,

It was not until,

I was walked upon,

So many times,

So many occasions,

That I had no choice,

But to let go of those,

Who burnt gaping holes,

In my generous heart.

Who am I by the way,

I am just a myth !