I am so sick of the game
Being the bigger man
I have had enough
And I am over
The pressure to pretend
And lie
To act like I love to be drained dry
To smile though my ache
When just more pain is all I see

I am
Supposed to be kind
And deal with this all in stride
But I have no desire to

For why do I
Have to be the one to step up?
I have not desire to open this door with you
Or to deal with more

Life was fine
I already had enough stress
But please, add yours
Ask for more
For I am overflowing
From the few drops I have left

Please, use me
And then drop me
Again
That's my favorite part

I don't understand why
This is the exact opposite
Of what I want
Another time.

(theinkthatspeasks.blogspot.com)