Tired of Pleasin

Wake up every morning wearing this same ol smile. Bending over backwards, just to go the extra mile. In this small town of ours, it’s my name on their lips. But each favor they ask just erodes my grin. I’m the friend they all need when the sky starts to fall. The shoulder for leaning. Yeah, I’ve done it all. But when my hearts breaking there’s no one there to see. Just the echo of kindness in the ghost of me. I’m tired of pleasin, tired of giving in, we’re in this mess it’s getting paper thin. I need a love that’s real not just a game. Tired of pleasin. Tired of insane. I used to think that selflessness was the only way. Now I’m wondering where the lights got so grey. I’m loosing who I am just to make them alright. I want to stand for myself without a fight. I feel my spirit breaking a little more each day. Can’t keep holding onto a price I shouldn’t pay. I need to find my voice. I need to make it clear. I’m not just a vessel for their tears. I’m tired of pleasin, tired of giving in, we’re in this mess it’s getting paper thin. I need a love that’s real not just a game. Tired of pleasin. Tired of insane. I feel my spirit breaking a little more each day. Can’t keep holding onto a price I shouldn’t pay. I need to find my voice. I need to make it clear. I’m not just a vessel for their tears. I’m tired of pleasin, tired of giving in, we’re in this mess it’s getting paper thin. I need a love that’s real not just a game. Tired of pleasin. Tired of insane.