"The Idiot" is a heartfelt poem that delves into the struggles of self-acceptance and longing for connection. Through poignant verses, the speaker reflects on their experiences of feeling overlooked and unaccepted despite their efforts to reach out to others. Themes of loneliness, vulnerability, and the search for validation permeate the poem, creating a narrative of inner turmoil and introspection. Despite grappling with feelings of inadequacy and rejection, the speaker ultimately seeks forgiveness and healing, acknowledging their own shortcomings and the desire to mend fractured relationships. Through raw emotion and evocative imagery, "The Idiot" invites readers to contemplate the complexities of human experience and the universal quest for understanding and acceptance.

The idiot

I was an idiot,
Who cares for others
Who smiles for others
Spending time for nothing but to be with others
Still faces neglect
Heart wishes to be with a best friend
To get an acceptance for first in life
I thought i was lucky
Later revealed I was nothing to be known
I played the joker, shared the movements
I was ignorant to think from the other side
Tried to teach my heart Don't be too much
But eventually failed at it
From the child to the boy
I was alone and felt a threat to others
Overlooked by more accepted by a bit
It hurts to the core
The teacher told me to smile,
I fell for his words and started to glow
Hatred started to grow, pushing me back to the corner
Yet i tried my best to be a phoenix.
Still faced a fruitless
From whom i cared the most
From the people i smiled at
Maybe this is a wandering thought.
Forgive me my soul,
It was my silliness that i hurt you
I was a fool to know the reality
Which i known it was real
But i am a boy who doesn't to be accepted in hearts
People love me, But i feel sense of pressure from it
Forcing me to run from their grips
Hurting their heart for their gentle care
I am afraid to be with a friend who doesn't know me well.
Oh the creator, protect this device
Before getting Hara-kiri
Dark spread in my sea
Turning me into a floating soul
The earth shattering pain,
Gives a chilling to the backbone
Forcing me to stop the smile
exacting me to turn back
Please forgive me for my idiocy
Unable to understand you well
Me as a little brother from a green soul,
Wants to cry to heal the undeserving feelings.

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