Hypocrite

You can’t tell me who I am anymore What I can and cannot do Because you’re no better than me There is a limit on me too I wouldn’t expect you to go around And grovel to every stranger For acceptance and love But let’s make a wager I bet you, any monies in the world That you wouldn’t help that homeless man Or reunite parents with their little girl Because you’re too scared of the consequences Of today’s brash society Of what’s expected of you But you will always expect it of me Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m not right You would feel too shy to help that old lady Walk by that guy with the flyer But they get up, and they too get on with their day I’ve always been told through life There’s no shame in asking for help But I’ve never been able to ask I just sat back on the shelf And let everybody decide for me Because of course they knew best I grew up to trust authority figures Never really listened to what was inside my chest My heart was growing bigger, With every piece of kindest I bestowed And people loved me for it But it would soon be something I loathed Because with every time that my heart bulged The colour would fade With every beat it would take It felt like a clot was being made Those clots were becoming more painful Each time I helped someone else Every time I took the fall To defend someone else And I couldn’t figure out why my heart was beating so slowly Why my chest felt so full Why I was feeling so low They say when grief happens It comes over you like a wave Those waves were tsunamis But I had to look brave And protect my family in the best ways I could But I turns out I couldn’t Because I left the most important patient out..... Me.