Hypocrite

To put ahead the other man,
Had always been my policy.
Easing their burdens
While I, being crushed by the world,
Has never bothered me.
All I need is an ear to listen,
And for lips to remain sealed,
This has always been my policy.
My happiness was never important.
Not to me.
I will completely obliterate it,
For the sake of the other man.
The fake smiles,
The quiet nights,
All the tears shed,
Are the marks of my burden.
Though I do not complain.
For to put ahead the other man.
Had always been my policy.
Even then,
When it had seemed to hurt the most,
I still tried,
To put ahead the other man.
Even now,
Though I can’t feel any longer,
My policy holds true.
This time though,
I can’t help but think,
Is what I am doing right?
I sweep the question from my mind.
Because to put ahead the other man,
Had always been my policy.