Not always you get the value you give,
For them your presence is just circumstantial
Neither they wanted or needed
You just happened to be there

For you, have always been the listener,
So every word uttered from your mouth
Goes unnoticeable, & sometimes thrown to the gutter,
The gutter where you find your old words decomposing

Back off to save yourself,
Because when you are being their shield
They are not willing to be yours
Apology is not there cup of tea, please let them be