I lack the motivation for much anymore.
Been trying to find the reason,
But just denying myself evermore.
I know what's bothering me,
But consequence is as stubborn as all.
A leach so to speak with no benefit for me.
Just giving and giving until I can't anymore
I fail to see how you don't,
How you treat,
How you speak.
I fail to see said caring qualities,
I fail to feel free.
You just seem like a trap,
A trap that wasn't discreet.
Just manipulation and force of guilt.
I didn't ask for this.
I didn't ask to be dependent upon.
You see me and see how I look at the world.
I need to escape from you.
You feel so absolutely heartless,
But in the end I suppose I do too.
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