Sometimes
We get lost
helping and finding people.
Maybe, because it’s easier
than finding yourself.
On the other hand
you may have found yourself
and realize
all you have is
to give.
And all the others
to take.
That is all they know.
You find yourself
not knowing.
Closing your eyes at night
so you can sleep
you give.
And give.
Unable to take.
No where to go.
Unjustifiable.
And so
you swear off your lessons
and do as you always
do.
what makes you feel right.
you give
you sleep
to all a good night.
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