So long I’ve been selfish,
Only concerned
With my desires,
My happiness.
Now I want to
Please everyone
That I’m feeling myself
Whittling away to nothing.
You can’t make everyone happy;
One’s happiness is usually
At the expense of another’s.
Everyone is relying on me too much:
To do what’s right,
To say what’s right,
To think what’s right.
But the pressure’s building
And I’m crashing down.
I’m losing my patience;
I’m feeling I need to be
More assertive in my actions,
While still being caring.
But it’s so hard;
It’s so complicated
This web of false fulfillment.
I cannot keep this up;
I’m cracking under the weight
And I’m not strong enough
To hold up my face.
I’m dying because
You’re suffocating me.
I’m warring with myself
Because I try to keep the peace.
But it’s getting me nowhere;
Everytime I try to please you,
It backfires because you hate me for it.
At some point,
I just have to give up
And give in to the only One
Who can tell me what to do.
I Was Told Off Recently
I sent some clothing and the delivery method was not acceptable. I see it this way, however it came, if it got there and it was a gift, thank you works for me too vs "Why did you send it that way!" I just sent back the message "Merry Christmas" for balance and perspective. Hmmm...