Needy

A poem

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I'm convinced that

When the day comes

And my soul is leaving my body

That someone will say…

.

“You can't leave yet”

“Did you feed the dog?”

“He still needs to go out”

“We need toilet paper”

.

It's nice to be loved

It's good to be needed

But sometimes

It's simply too much

.

“Did you pay that bill?”

“Can we have pizza?”

“The yard needs mowed”

“The bushes need trimmed”

.

I've never minded helping

I'm a caring guy

But sometimes

They expect too much

.

“Can you go here?”

“Can you take me there?”

“Run the vacuum”

“Clean up this mess”

.

I'm really not complaining

I might be exaggerating

But when it's my time

The last thing I want to hear

.

Is

“You

Forgot

To…”

.

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I love my family. So much. I know they love me too. Sometimes I feel like they take advantage of me. I've often let them, and because I've almost always done things without them even asking, and me being a people pleaser by nature, they don't even realize that's what's happening. My hope, and I really do believe that, once I'm gone, they'll miss me, but not for the reasons above, but because they truly do love me.

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©️Mark's Life