For the next two days
I won’t listen to your problems, and tell you it’s ok
I won’t make you feel better
I won’t be the one that smooths the waters
They will have to be rough…without me
I won’t be your go between, your mother, your lover or your friend
I don’t care what you feel, what you think or what is wrong
You are on your own
My shoulders aren’t that wide
I need time to myself
To figure out my own problems
Not that you would know
The one way street, is now a no through road
At least for the next two days
I will be greedy
Self serving
Will think of no one but myself
All of you will go on without me
I will be here in my cave
Alone
Regrouping
Regaining my strength and self worth
Don’t call me, I won’t answer
I am here, and ok
You can’t help me through it
I’ll be back in two days, nearly as good as new
But just for now, it’s not about you.
