I feel so much and I try too hard
But none of that impacts you at all.
I give you everything you ask
And everything more that I can.
You always take it for granted
Where your genuine thanks is rare
And then the heart I give to mend
Your own is just given away
To the people who destroyed yours.

You’re the kindest to everyone
But me, who is kindest to you.
I’m better off done.