Too Much to Carry

Who says I have to deal with your pain?

Your hurt?

Your anger?

Your insecurity?

Who says I have to take all your hate?

Your sadness?

Your fear?

Your grief?

I have my own pain.

My own hurt.

My own sadness.

My own baggage.

I already have the weight of the world on my shoulders

I don't need the weight of yours.