I put other people before myself.
Its something I have always done.
I don't even think twice about it,
Its like second nature to me.
My needs come second.
I give,
And I give.
And others keep taking.
And no one asks if I'm alright.
Because why should they?
I would never let them know,
That I'm completely broken inside.
I put other people before myself,
Because I hate myself.
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Love and Other Fuckups
PoetryA collection of poems and drabbles about things such as life, love, and fucking up.