Kindness

I dont know how it happened
But I was brought up with the idea that
If you're kind
All the time
To everyone
Equally
Passionately going out of your way
For favors and to provide
A shoulder for those in need
Then in the end
Others would be kind to you

It does make sense
Doesn't it?

Afterall,
I've done nothing wrong
I lost sense of yourself
To make room for the sense of others
And of course that consumed some of my time
Of course it drove me mad at one point
But I believed it would show people
Those whom I've helped
That maybe their time
If not even a second
Would be spared when I was in need

But that is not the case

You see
This fantasy
Whatever religion or principle
Has holes on it

Because the kindness you grant to all
May not be grant to you

And the kindness you exhale
May never be inhaled again...

What can I do about it?