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Sometimes I look at others around me,

People I sacrifice my own needs to help

And I see nothing but selfishness,

Hear them saying ‘me, me, me!’

I wonder if I am just wasting my time,

If in making sacrifices for them I am blind

To the fact that they are using me because I am kind,

You try to do your best for them

But they have their own agenda

And in the end they never care about you

So you end up feeling bitter and used

And somewhat confused

That people can act and be that way towards you

When all you tried to do was help them through

Then all they do when they feel you’re of no further use

Is they dump on you.

Don’t ever let them change you though

That says more about them than it does you.