It's always my fault.
You, dear, never mess up or never do the wrong thing.
It's always me,
Apparently.
It never matters how things make me feel,
If it's not pleasing you, then I'm an asshole.
It doesn't matter what's going on in my life,
If it's not convenient to you, then I'm a bitch.
It never crosses your mind to take into account how you act toward me because all you care about is how well I can appease you.
If you have a bad day, I'm supposed to drop everything and run to your side.
But if I have a bad day,
Well, that's just too bad. Tomorrow will be better.
If you have some where to go, I had better walk you there, even if it's out of my way.
But the second I'm not going your way,
Can't waste my time. See you later.
I've dismissed this kind of behavior for so long, always pegging it as "my fault" for being a bad person.
But I've come to realize how one-sided things are. When all this time I thought it was me.
I'm making more sacrifices for this. It's always me who has to "shape up or shift out"
Why?
Because you, dear, are selfish and think everything is about you.
It's time for some re-evaluation.
~S~
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PuisiA poem book with original poems written by me. Covers a variety of different topics as it is a representation of life as I live and experience it. [Poems that aren't mine will credit the original author] //tw//: self harm, depression, suicidal tho...
