Aloof

I'm right here and I'm living what I feel,
But I'm not feeling how I'm living
Which is creating some resentment.
No need for patting on the back,
Like the burping of an infant.
I wouldn't expect you to mend it.
My heart is resilient.
It was fine before you came,
Now that you're gone it's the same.
And if what was said brings guilt,
A little shame and some pain
Then whether my words were meant for you or another,
It's all the same
Because what is written can be used and misconstrued
Depending on ones perception.
Maybe you read between the lines because of your own reflection.