You Were a Weird One

When we talked there was a mixture of joy and sorrow in your voice. You were a positive man that had so much love, but you let other's negativities cast a fog over you. You complained regularly about your bosses not paying you on time and my mother who had carved a hole in your heart, taking so much from you but never giving anything back in return. You were a trusting man. Too trusting in fact, that many took advantage of you. And despite such countless instances, you still gave your heart out to care for and comfort others. Yet they always seemed to stab it in the end. You were an odd ball. Your smile as bright as your eyes were sad. Dancing to the same music that tore at your soul, causing you to cry oceans over those who would never shed a single tear over you.