By Audrey Lewis
I thought I did it for all the right reasons.
What were they ?
Certainly they did not matter.
For the kindness had a price,
it stole my soul.
The sacrifice was too big,
the return too small.
Even so they did not seem to mind,
they took what they felt they must.
I gave because I thought it was the right thing to do.
So now the thank you’s are fuck you’s and still I pay the price
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