My Life Is For You
My life is for love but I hate my life,
To give everyone what they need just gets me in strife.
I love to help and make you happy,
But I ignore my needs, I feel like the content of a nappy,
Your needs always come first,
I consider your feelings but I just feel worse.
I am the ladder for you to climb,
To better your life, one rung at a time.
I, in the meantime, am walked all over,
Trampled into the ground, feeling like Rover.
I try to change, think of number one,
But when your what I need, myself I have just done.
I revert to normal to get what I want,
But loose you the same and just turn to the plonk.
I fear if I change I’ll become like the rest,
An Arsehole, a Wanker, and that’s just at best.
So I stay as I am to feel like Pooh,
For my life is to love and it’s all for you.
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