Water - a poem

You selfish one.

You walk through me.

Drink me up, literally consume me for energy, for strength.

And when you return me I’m either salty or right out gross

You use me to cleanse your body then flush me down to the pipes, to the ground.

You selfish one.

Without me you’d be dirty and thirsty.

I go above and beyond for you, literally when it rains I hydrate your plants front above and even go beyond that by washing your car as well.

But, I never get a thank you, or a please.

I never received gratitude for you, as if I’m the selfish one.

Oh please!

Selfish one I do a lot, a lot to keep you comfortable in your day to day life.

And all I’m asking for is gratitude, appreciation.

Can you do that selfish one

Or just..someone.