To My Old

To my old 

I try to keep everyone happy 

To comfort 

Satisfy 

But your hunger always grows.  

I give in because where else am I to look? 

I try and keep you happy 

Yet you always want more, 

More from my heart 

I try to make you happy 

I tried 

Now I feel guilty 

How can that be? 

My efforts are of no use anymore 

You just want more 

And when I can’t give, you 

Ignore