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