I Have a Tendency

I have a tendency⁣⁣
to let people⁣⁣
walk all over me.⁣⁣
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From listening to requests ⁣⁣
“Could you make me a cup of tea?”⁣⁣
“Help me with the pleats of my saree?”⁣⁣
“Can I vent to you? I have nobody.”⁣⁣
“I’m running late. Could you post this to the addressee?”⁣⁣
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To offering to help ⁣⁣
“You relax. I’ll get you a coffee.”⁣⁣
“Here are your clothes. Fresh from the laundry.”⁣⁣
“What’s bothering you? You’re gloomy.”⁣⁣
“I’ve arranged for a cab. Travel safely.”⁣⁣
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I never drew a line.⁣⁣
And as it turns out,⁣⁣
I was my worst enemy.⁣⁣
⁣⁣
When I started with⁣⁣
“Oh it’s nothing. Doing this is no bother to me.”⁣⁣
They heard⁣⁣
“I am making a choice to do this, readily.”⁣⁣
⁣⁣
And I trained them, accidentally⁣⁣
to feel like they’re entitled to me,⁣⁣
and my alacrity.⁣⁣
⁣⁣
I always heard,⁣⁣
people are more willing to take⁣⁣
than they are to give.⁣⁣
⁣⁣
Then why do I want to⁣⁣
move mountains for thee,⁣⁣
more than wanting to ⁣⁣
move a feather for me?⁣⁣
⁣⁣
I’d do anything for you, tirelessly.⁣⁣
But what makes me bitter is,⁣⁣
I know you would never do the same, for me.⁣⁣
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So,⁣⁣
I have a tendency.⁣
to let people walk all over me.⁣⁣
While, simultaneously,⁣⁣
in all probability,⁣⁣
I walk over those, who let me.⁣⁣