Calling for you, but
you'll only listen when
it's convenient for you
You hear my words
I am begging
I am crying
But you only listen
when it best serves
you
I am here and
you know I am
here
You make excuses and
you hide me in
the shadows
You hide me from
the mistakes you have
made and yet you
don't fight back
You shrug your shoulders
and say I owe
them my life
But your life was
their job to begin
with
Shouldn't you be making
adult decisions too
Even if you made
promises you're still hiding
in a closet
You're no longer a
child
It hurts me sometimes
to know that you
think being with me
24/7 means that your
life hangs off of my
thread
But that's not even
true, do not try
to deny yourself of
who the real culprit
is
You know it's true
It makes you crazy
Yet I call you
I beg to you
I cry and feel
pain
But you only come
to me when it
best serves you
I am calling and
crying
But you'll only come
when it best serves you
Of all the things
I have done for
you
You continue to do
things for you and you
only
Have you forgotten me?
Have you given up
on me?
Do you no longer
care about me?
You say no to
these questions
Yet every action and
every step you take
proves to me something
completely different
Actions speak louder than
words
Your actions do not
prove any concrete answer
Do you still love me?
Then why does your
love only feel convenient
when it best serves you?
