Forgetting my own existence.
I strive to please your massive greed,
The path of least resistance.

Attempting to do what you want me to,
Put aside my own hopes and dreams.
Whatever it takes to please and appease you,
Is what I do most times it seems.

So when you come to feeling cheated,
Left out in the cold, needs ignored,
Understand why the argument is heated.
Please know why I am so floored.

Think again, my love, before you speak.
Think twice before manipulations make.
I may be strong, but my mind is weak.
Most nights you sleep as I lay awake…

Questioning what is wrong with me…
Wondering why I am this way.
If only from my mind, I were free.
When that’ll be, no one can say.

Patience, it’ll take much my dear,
For my heart to mend, my mind to ease.
When next I cry, please wipe my tear,
And pamper me lovingly, please.

© Kathee Tschudy, July 19, 1997.