Good Night

Let me accept the reality,
I am dead to my few loved ones,
I am dead to whom I love,
I am misunderstood,
But still Today I stood.
They were not in mood,
And they say I was rude.
People think I am glude.
But people never knew
That I am highly viscous fluid,
Not some ordinary oil of crude.
Let them stay in their illude.
Let me chase the light after this night,
Let me have "good night" tonight.