I am so sick of your shit!

 

Why do you ask me for my help then pretend not to need it?

 

I didn't want to give you my 2 cents.

 

You asked so therefore I rode to the rescue like I always do.

 

Chasing away the boogeyman, the demons within,

the insecurities that ride shotgun through your life.

 

You can continue to pretend like you're on top of the game.

 

I know better.

 

The sidelines are where you can be found,

acting like a child afraid to venture

across the sandbox to make a new friend.

 

Life owes you nothing.

I owe you nothing.

 

I gave all I had to give.