I cant help just being me

I can’t help being me

I work hard and try to make it easier for you but you’re still not pleased

You told me I was sweet and thoughtful and how everyone should be more like me.

I’ve come to realise that People are hard to understand

Why can’t you all just say what you mean?

Will any of you ever be pleased?

Some of you can’t be bothered to arrange anything and expect me to do it

I don’t always mind but sometimes it would be nice if someone else did it, as all you lot seem to do is moan.

I work with people who moan and friends who moan at each other

It’s not enjoyable and it’s not fun

Your all like a bunch of old people

We are young we are free we should out be having fun

You might enjoy being on your phone all day when we meet up and talking on twitter but I don’t and by the way its just plain rude.

One of you will scream and shout if they don’t get there own way so how do you expect to get anywhere when you cat like a five year old all the time.

Another one of you is more interested in their sisters dog that meeting up and having a lovely chat up.

What’s wrong with you all

No one perfect life’s not easy

We are all in the same boat so why can’t one of you take a step and do something for a change

We all ways end up doing the same thing it gets boring after a while and just like you

Im not lazy and I love a good old jolly chat

There is only so much I can do by myself Im not superwomen

I only have 2 hands and 2 legs

Like everyone else

And how is right to ask someone permission to borrow me when you need me for a job

Its my life I should get a say

Don’t you think I have a right as A person in this world to know what Im doing and to have a say

It not about you all the time sometimes it about what other people want

I need to move on
I cant be hear anymore

Your all so selfish and think everything’s about you

Well let me tell you something now

Its not.

 There are good people and bad people

And right now I don’t know who you are or what you are

I cant help being helpful and I know you all want a piece of me but you have to wait your turn as I cant split myself in 3 or more piece

Im just me why cant you accept that

And think about the way you act

Its not me who has to change I don’t know why I ever thought I did
I cant please you all at the same time

You don’t try to please me so why should I do it

I want to cut my ties from you all

I just don’t know how

Im never going to be able to move on with you all in my life

Twenty four seven its just never going to work

You cant wait your turn

So what’s the point of me being there to help you or in fact

Even seeing you anymore or working with you

When in this life it takes two make any relation ship work

I fed up of doing all the work