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Sep 2023
How does it feel,
when you've learned to make yourself accpeted, included and liked
by making gifts to others?
When you feel like you have to earn your worth, earn your place?
Always think of others, their needs, help them, care for them,
you keep going out of your way to please.
Without even being asked to.

Literally no one asked, why do you still do it?
No appreciation to be found
yet you still give more, do more, spend more.
Till they excpect it from you.

Just to watch your gifts be tossed aside,
become forgotten and expired.
You can fish them out of the trash later.
Frame them, added to the collection.

Be grateful you can still be around.
No one likes you anyway right?
You're nothing but tolerated.
Leftovers, appendege, third wheeling.

Be grateful. at least you're not completly worthless and alone,
right?
Does that sound right
to you?
Written by
Jonas  24/M/Berlin
(24/M/Berlin)   
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