this is not about that mushy song. this is about me.
do not love me.
for i can never love me the way you want me to.
do not listen to me.
i talk shit most of the time.
do not refuse.
for i may not be around to offer you something again tomorrow.
do not you expect me to understand you.
i am finding it hard to understand myself in the first place.
do not walk away.
there may come a time, when i may not bother to call you back.
do not miss me.
the bum is in all probability, busy bumming around, as always!
do not ask me if i miss you.
the bum simply doesn’t miss you, or anybody else.
do not crave for exclusivity.
the bum believes in inclusiveness.
do not ask me if i remember.
for some people, somethings are best forgotten.
for the bum, most things ARE forgotten.
do not apologise.
i hardly hold a grudge.
do not worry.
ever seen anybody worry about a bum?
they come, and go, and hardly anybody knows!
do NOT distrust me,
it is something i find hard to digest.