People Pleaser

  I’m not a people pleaser. I couldn’t care less about how other people see me, or make myself uncomfortable to make someone else comfortable. 

  Unless I love them. That’s my biggest flaw. And the thing that will always ruin me. 

  You could shoot me in the foot and I’d brush it off saying you’re having a bad day. 

I’m not a push over… but maybe you just didn’t see me there in your way. 

  I don’t know how much more I can take. 

How long I can rip myself apart for you. But I love you, so I will. 

(Been dying to post this somewhere)

Poem by me