When did this happen
How did I let it happen
I think I might be turning
Into a version of my mother
Maybe I care too much
Maybe I expect too much
I definitely give too much
In return, it's only so much
I'm not your butler
I'm not your maid
I'm not your mommy
Ya know what?
F this.
I don't even want to put effort into being bothered.
If I want something different, I'll just have to be different. That's that.
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