fauxcroft

There are those days
When I just want to walk away
From all the negative drama
And selfish toxic games
Where no matter what you do for others
They throw back in your face
I do not ask for gratitude
Or expect it in anyway.
But is it too much to
Expect a little respect
From those who you supported
Those who say your family
At least that’s what they’re proporting.
But family would not treat you this
Never want to give but always on the take
Or have I got it sadly wrong is this my mistake.
Well I wondered if I walked away
And went and lived in a cave
Would anyone care or notice I’d gone
Would they question the empty space.
A moment of self indulgent self pity
I now heap upon myself
But given a short moment I will be back giving myself to them
For I have this weird and strange ideal
That revolves around love and compassion.