I am done.
With pain. With people.
With people leading me on.
Making me care for them.
Forcing me. Encouraging me.
Practically yelling at me to care for them.
Only to get nothing in return.
I am not a vending machine of support for you're late night snacking habits.
You cannot push a button and expect me to give you all of my support
My feelings, my hope
My love.
You don't deserve that.
You're not entitled to that.
The only one entitled to my love is me
If I give it all to you,
what do I have left for myself?