Please ... Leave me out (a poem)

Don’t count me in …

I’m not one of you: never will, never want and never desire to.

You see, to you it’s like a game – a jest of follow me.

However, this is most certainly not where I yearn to be.

You have other false agendas, strange aims and goals.

Certainly not what a true lover lives and strives to uphold.

So, to put it to you bluntly, I don’t care for false presumptions.

For I think I’ve finally discovered what I definitely do not need.

And that, my fellow rival, is not to battle with thee.

©Oct 08 Umm Thameenah