Who Knows Me?

It started with a smile,

Which hurt me a while.

Why do I always frown?

Everyone's thought drown.

With the fingers being pointing,

Why is everyone always whining?

I was ended up proudish,

As I was rumoured selfish.

This is how was I famed,

With all my actions blamed.

This is where tribulations root,

Personality judgements begin to shoot.

You are being called rude,

For negative assumptions being hewed.

It's your behaviour criticized,

With your thoughts prejudiced.

Its getting worse,

For everything you're cursed.

Character they do bring down,

Fantasies can they never smash down.

Only the tree which is fruitful,

Is always stoned painful.

But that tree too gets hurt,

With the bruises, aches curt.

For explanations don't drift,

Rather misunderstanding is now a shift.

For what is the battle out?

When will you be proved out?

When will value get its significance?

Doesn't worth deserve eminence?

You're being tired,

With the things piled.

How to rise up,

For miseries don't tire up.

Sometimes the strengths disappear,

Who will make it re-appear?

Tough times will pass by,

Who will always stand by?

Life demands a permanency,

But trust doesn't assure accuracy.

Can one be perceived?

With my feelings conceived.

Who can lend an ear?

Or again will I hear?

Who knows me?

A thought streamed.

Can one understand?

A voice screamed.