The Unwanted Guest
I was my warm, friendly, and welcoming self.
But I never invited you into my life.
I never knew you were there; did you creep in at night?
Suddenly I felt you, have you been there all this time?
What makes you think it’s right?
Were you hiding from me? Who are you and what is your name?
I asked my doctor; can you feel him too? Am I to blame?
She did not know, perhaps we need to ask the experts, they may know his game.
They felt you too, they knew who you were but had to confirm your identify no less.
You had a name, you were an unwanted guest, I had not invited you to stay.
We had to get rid of you, but it wasn’t going to be easy, I was in such a mess.
It was going to be a struggle, but you will go eventually, it was a tough decision to make.
What did I do to make you stay, did I make it comfortable for you?
I do not want you here, please go away, you are not welcome here, it’s not a mistake.
The journey to get rid of you hasn’t been easy, it will take me almost a year.
I wonder why you chose me, I am so confused, all I do is shed a tear.
I know that you will go, and I will be free, I will make sure of that.
You are not welcome here can’t you see; I’ll kick you in the butt!
gail
