Therapist

Don’t you hate when you play the therapist
“Help me with this…”
“What do for this…”
“How do I do this…”
“Don’t leave me…” 

Fine
I’ll help you
I’ll tell you what to do
I’ll tell you how to do it
I won’t leave you

But you aren’t going to help me
You won’t tell me what to do
You won’t tell me how to do it
And you’re already leaving me

This poem is about: 
Me

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