Choose me
You never did
When time was spent
You didn't choose me
When love was shown
You didn't chose me
When pain was soothed
You didn't choose me
The squeaky wheel got the grease
Was there no grease to spare?
All I wanted was to be a good little wheel
That helped by never being needy
Never being greedy
I learned to grease myself
With food
Like I saw you do
To run from my emotions
Like I saw you do
Terrified you'd leave again
If I told you the truth.
That you'd run away from me
If I shared my hurt
That it'd be my fault this time
That I'd become the straw that broke your back
Processing my childhood and emotional neglect as one of 6 kids