selfish
So selfish you are,never letting me go,
but you run off
to go please yourself,
to do what you want.
When is it my turn?
When can I go?
You say you're stressed,
need to get out
before you blow up.
What about me?
Stress is knocking at my door
You're not the only one it visits.
But you only think of yourself,
never a thought for anyone else
do you carry with you.
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