It is tough being you.
"The good girl ".
That everyone wants you to be.
Why do you care so much?
Why do you always cut a piece of your heart to feed your predators?
Is it tough to be a little more selfish?
A little more observant?
When will this gruesome slaughter of you by yourself stop?
When they have exploited you to the point that you are left with nothing?
Or when you have slaughtered them with
the sword of your pride and self esteem?
You don't get to choose the story
But the ending is in your hands
The choice is yours.
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