I don't think they know.. How much it hurts to be me. To haul the cross of others sins. To be weighed down by the strain of others emotions. I would rather drown just to keep them breathing. Feeling like I am sacrificing my own self, for the painlessness of others. Never expecting recognition or gratitude, Or anything else in return. Maybe just some acknowledgement, that I'm hurting too. (maybe even more than you)
Just some words of gratitude, Or few actions of graciousness, Followed by the ****** of love, Deem you as a person thankless. Yes she assassinated my feeling, A dove of love just got sadness. From an ungrateful person...
I give him love, I do what he says, But what do i get? I get ditched ! Heart broken, Beyond repair, I wait for you all day, All night, Cancelling all my schedules, But what do i get? Not called, Ignored ! You're ungrateful, And thankless.