I have got myself

They flit about me like bees
Around a lower
Smiling, grinning flattering
Stifling by the hour.
Yet it is plain as can be
The truth is always bland
What I live through and what I feel
They can never understand.
But I do not mind
I don’ blame them at all
What business is I of mine
With my pain to sadden them all?
I live up to my image
So well do I play my part
That I can laugh and joke
While pain tears my heart.
Yet I am always there to listen
To their ideas, calm their fears
And when they cry I stand by
And softly dry their tears
No, I cannot depend on them
But then why should I?
I am a rock, hard and firm
So why should I ever cry?
I don’t need anyone
Close with me to be
Well I am different from others
They are them as I am me.
I am not there to cry
But to lighten a tear
Not there to create problems
But to make glad good cheer.
Even if I am upset
Why ought I address it aloud
Why ought others be unhappy for me?
I am far too proud.
So I don’t blame anyone
For this seemingly callous attitude
For I have willingly locked myself
And am happiest in my solitude.
Sp let the world grow cold
And let no one my problems see
I care not a whit, no a bit
For I have got myself, I have got me.