What is it with me?

Why does this happen to me?

Repeatedly?

Constantly?

Am I that repelling?

Tell me what did I do wrong?

I didn't ask for you to come to me.

I didn't ask you talk to me.

Comfort me.

Make me feel like,

Like you'll be there for me.

Feel like you understand,

What it is like,

To be extremely lonely

That too in a roomful

Of people you know,

Of people you see everyday,

Why did you tell me the stories,

How you felt the same way,

That you'll be there for me,

But now that I need you,

You don't recognise me?

As if you never talked to me?

Is fool written on my forehead?

People come and get close

And then leave,

Never telling why?