I give and give, and give some more
And you have turned your back on my door
I have done all I can because I care
But you don’t even notice when I am not there
I tried to give you space to grow
But the truth I have come to know
Was that your kindness was always finite
And the way you treat me now is not right
So I will no longer try to fit in
To the small space you put me within
If you want me you know where I am
No longer will I cry while you don’t give a damn
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – finite
Sometimes we stop crying because we have found strength. Other times because we run out of tears.
Good write.
Thank you so much Drew!