My Attention

Poem by: A Broken Dream

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I'm not alive to be a shoulder to cry on. You always tell me your problems, but listening to mine is just something your unable to do.

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Submitted: April 15, 2012

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Submitted: April 15, 2012

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We're becoming distant,

but you can't seem to tell.

You come to me for all your problems

and say how life is in living hell.

You don't even take my advice,

you pretend I'm not the important one.

The spotlight always has to shine on you,

this relationship is almost done.

 

You believe no one's there for you

when I was here the whole time.

You believe your in a tough spot

when my life is the rough, uphill climb.

 

You wanted attention,

so you got mine.

 

-A Broken Dream


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I'm not alive to be a shoulder to cry on. You always tell me your problems, but listening to mine is just something your unable to do.
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