Duty Of Care

I
wanted
to help
you

He
said

I
really
wanted
to try

Then you
should
have left
me alone

She
said

You
should
have just
let me die

Flying Solo

Please don’t pity me,

As I’m ok by myself.

I’ve got a set of ladders to reach,

A saucepan from the shelf.

I don’t need anyone to catch a spider,

I can open my own jars.

I can brew my own keg of cider,

I can order my own food in bars.

So please don’t pity me,

As I’m ok by myself.

In fact I choose to be single now,

For the goodness of my health.

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