A prayer

Dear god,

I won’t ask you to change the people around me,

But don’t change me either;

I won’t ask you to instill gratitude in them,

But don’t let that ingratitude stop me from helping others;

I won’t ask you to make them feel responsible,

But don’t let that take away my sense of responsibility;

I won’t ask you to make them reciprocate,

But don’t make me insensitive to delicate feelings that matter;

I won’t ask you to make someone standby me in need,

But don’t let me move away from them in difficulty;

I won’t ask you to change the people around me,

But don’t change me either.

Written in a moment of extreme frustration, after years of taking all that the world had in store for me. These are feelings I wanted to express, opinions I wanted to voice and ego I wanted to exhibit. I didn’t want them to come out, wished I could bottle them up and keep them to myself forever, just to be accommodating. But today, it had exceeded the limits, I can’t keep it to myself, and so I vent off here.