Too Much Poem by susan brealey

Too Much



I was always there whenever you needed a hand
I am offering service without even asking for a grand
I was your company when you’re walking down the lonely road
If you had burdens, I was there to lighten up the load
I always find time to help even when I am so busy
Sacrificed time for myself just to help you if you’re lonely.
I’m not really asking for anything in return
I just hope you’d be with me too if it’s already my turn.
But I couldn’t find you when I was lost.
You’ve turned your back when I needed you most.
Waiting in vain, staring at the closed door
Just please lend me an ear. Is that too much that I’m asking for?

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