While I forget myself
I'm tired It hurts to always put others first. I’m tired Of caring, even when it’s less. It hurts That I can’t put my happiness first. I forgot myself While helping someone else. Is it foolish To make other people happy, To make someone smile, To make them believe tomorrow isn’t a lie? Yes, I understand The feeling of being left behind When others don’t care if you live or die. I understand— But is it right To change their minds about life While losing my own rights?
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