Servant of Pity

Guilt like a title wave,

Guilt like a clock.

It forever stays

Tick tock

Tick tock.

 

Who cares about my smile?

Not me, that’s for sure.

As long as you’re happy, I can certainly endure.

I bow to your wishes,

Throw away the tissues

And do as you say.

“I’m fine, I’m ok.”

 

Service to due to guilt

And

Service due to fear.

All I know is,

If you’re sad…

I guess I’m here.

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