Givers Need Limits

I like different
that’s why everyone hates me.
Arguing with my sister,
but the delusion runs deep.

She was never there, never bothered,
yet swears we’re close
if that were true,
why do I feel like the black sheep?

Even Susan said so.
By myself in a different estate,
left to figure life out alone.
No one asked if I was alright.

But when it comes to money
suddenly, I exist.
Pay up? Why is it so hard
when borrowing came so quick?

Hands out when I was in a merry mood,
not thinking, not counting
but now, the math ain't mathing.
Givers need limits,
because takers have none.

Tags: Inspirational, Metaphor, Depressing, Confused, Hope, Hate, Abstract, Fear, Weird, Deep,