Somehow
To be pleasing has alwayss been more important than being pleased

Or have I concentrated so much on pleasing
(because that determines my worth)

That I didn't notice I wasn't pleased.

But isn't that selfish?
and such a shame
That I turned something so noble and beautiful
into a sham
with my resentment

It is no one's fault but my own
because I allowed
because I expected nothing
grateful for everything

I made it easy

....for them.