50 to a 50

I am not willing to give a 100 to people who give me a 50 anymore.

It hurts.

It fucking hurts. 

People say, do good.

When people throw rocks at you, you give them flowers,

but they never say how the rocks can hurt you,

they never say the pain it causes,

they never say how deep it cuts. 

I'm giving up on kindness,

I'm giving up on giving my full to people,

I'm giving up on giving love to people,

Who are not willing to appreciate it,

Who are not willing to see it,

Who are not willing to give the same. 

My expectations kill me,

is it my fault?

to expect to at least be appreciated?

to expect to at least be loved?

I'm going to put up my lines,

If you give me 50,

I shall give you 50.