Wasted time

Your hurt

Isn’t more important

Than my own

But I’m not hurting others

Because of it.

I don’t like anyone more

Than I love myself.

That may sound selfish

And it’s true

But I’m not selfish

Like most of you

Take it as you will

In the end

All that really matters

Is how you make someone feel

When you aren’t at your worst

When you don’t need them

Don’t mistake my kindness

For something more

Only good

To hit up

When you’re down low

And you’re in need

Don’t expect More

From anyone

When you only feed them crumbs

I’m not waiting

Too many people like you

To waste my time


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