What happens when I just Stop

“What Happens When I Stop?”

Why?

If something is broken — I fix it.

If someone is aching — I ache with them.

Never the one to be fixed.

Never the one to be treated with care.

Yet always — always — the one

Fixing things I didn’t even break.

When there’s an issue?

I solve it.

And in the long run,

I start questioning…

Am I the issue?

But I’m tired.

Tired of feeling like I shouldn’t feel for me,

Only for others.

Tired of others not realizing —

I’m literally falling apart here.

See me.

Care for me.

Consider me.

Support me.

Pamper me.

I’m tired — mentally.

Tired — emotionally.

Just… tired.

But I’m trying.

Always trying.

Always caring.

Always being kind.

Always being concerned.

Always considerate.

Yet I’m never… considered for.

Oh no —

I don’t feel this,

I don’t feel that,

‘Cause I don’t work as hard, right?

Oh I wouldn’t know what it feels like,

Because I’m always smiling,

Always laughing,

Always helping.

But I do it tired.

I do it in pain.

I do it anyway.

So tell me —

What’s gonna happen when I just STOP?