So tired am I
of being your fall back guy
every time you require
a shoulder on which to cry
My back grows weary
from boosting constantly
your wavering self esteem
The needs
of this support pillar
will no longer be secondary
to the wistful whims
of my drama queen
Time for me to go
before I lose my identity
and become
a pitiful mess like you
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