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Im Done...
There is nothing left for me here...
No one cares about anything anymore..
I can not help the unhelpful...
I can not help those who refuse to help themselves...
I feel like I am a great person...
But no one cares anymore...
So what is the point.,,,
No one wants to help me...
I help everyone with there issues....
But who will help me with mine...
So here it is...
Life flashing by....
A cespool of feelings and emotions...
That are never going to be reimbursed...
Life is on a short string...
It hangs there in my face..
Sometimes I have the urge to pull that string....
Maybe a trap door into a parallel universe will appear....
I can end up someone where i can be the one mothered....
And finally not be the mom....
So I am Done...
There is nothing left for me here...
No one cares about anything anymore..
I can not help the unhelpful...
I can not help those who refuse to help themselves...
I feel like I am a great person...
But no one cares anymore...
So what is the point.,,,
No one wants to help me...
I help everyone with there issues....
But who will help me with mine...
So here it is...
Life flashing by....
A cespool of feelings and emotions...
That are never going to be reimbursed...
Life is on a short string...
It hangs there in my face..
Sometimes I have the urge to pull that string....
Maybe a trap door into a parallel universe will appear....
I can end up someone where i can be the one mothered....
And finally not be the mom....
So I am Done...