Sometimes I pity the ground because being trampled all over is the worst feeling ever.
You always give, give, give,
hoping one day that you might receive something good back,
but people are just too greedy and want everything.
You give them time, years, for them to maybe change,
but in the end you realize that you've just been fooling yourself because people never change.

Sometimes I envy the ground because at least the ground doesn't have feelings.
But I do.
And I am sick and tired of being trampled over.
I'm done giving.
And I'm tired of thinking that they might change.
I can't do it anymore.
For once, I want to be the one who gets to ride off high and proud on my horse, hear the ground beneath me, and know that I am the one who is in control of myself. Not the other way around.