Your “I’m fine” is heavily coated in worry
Your “I’ll take care of it” is drowning in doubt
Your “help” is always frying in sorries of self
Your “I’m glad you’re happy”
…is always deep cries for help
Why do you do it?
Just why do you do it?
II
You love everyone but you
But God gave you yourself before any before you
So why neglect the primary gift
And cater to the secondary ones?
Humans are carnivores of needs
What you give never satiates
Even a sucked soul entering into the bottle of their stomachs
…is never enough
So have a limit
For you’re the ultimate
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © March 30, 2025
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