I'll not ask to listen
All that I say everyday
But don't ask me to shut
As thoughts torment, try to express.
I’ll not ask to look
All that I scribble on notebook
But don’t refuse to lend a pen
When ink dries, but mind still wet.
I'll not ask to care
When I feel bad and sit on my chair
But allow me to lend thy hands
When you need help and none is there.
I’ll not ask to walk beside
Since our paths are far apart
Still somehow if we come across
A warm smile is just required.
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