No More
There is hand held out
Expecting to accept the due
Followed by another hand
Hoping I come through
A few sets of eyes
Now stare in my direction
Eager to receive a payment
An amount to they're selection
Doesnt matter how much I have
Or where it is I go
They're the ones who want the help
Though it's me who needs it so
It is my weight to bare
The help I need I will not ask
I'm always there to lend a hand
Without asking what's the task
So if you want to ask me
If I'll come and help
No will be my answer
It's time to focus on myself
12-26-18
Copyright © Troy Toney | Year Posted 2019
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