If there was anything I did,
it was always put you before me.
Your happiness means more to me,
than my own happiness.
My needs were always put on hold,
so that your needs could be fulfilled.
In the end,
I guess you didn't appreciate
all that I did.
Supported your through thick and thin,
but it didn't mean a thing to you.
YOU ARE READING
11:11
Thơ caMy first poetry book. The title is not permanent until the book is done so it will be changing constantly until the final poem.
