I give and they take
my energy. It seems to be running dry as the years go by.
Yet, I wake up each morning and muster all that I have so I can keep giving.
I give and she takes. I was there for her and I walk upon the land of Melancholy for her.
These advice I keep giving.
Yet, all I get from her is a concoction of silence, indifference and annoyance.
I give and he takes
my hard earned money to invest; not in self-improvement but on entertainment.
I tried to teach him a lesson but he was in too deep. In the end, I could no longer give.
I stopped giving because
he took my life.