Trapped as a people pleaser
My friends are going to slowly kill me
They can cause a lot of anxiety
Taking me places I do not want to be
I can't escape from this reality
even though I care about all of them
i just don't want to be with them sometimes
even though the memories are like gems
Being around them, I feel trapped in vines
I would rather go and do my own thing
But I want to make all of them happy
I'm just a puppet and they have the strings
I'm done, sorry if I become snappy
I'm tired of being used for one purpose
But doing something else makes me nervous
They can cause a lot of anxiety
Taking me places I do not want to be
I can't escape from this reality
even though I care about all of them
i just don't want to be with them sometimes
even though the memories are like gems
Being around them, I feel trapped in vines
I would rather go and do my own thing
But I want to make all of them happy
I'm just a puppet and they have the strings
I'm done, sorry if I become snappy
I'm tired of being used for one purpose
But doing something else makes me nervous
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As a people pleaser, it was hard to get out of that mindset of wanting to make everyone else happy even if it is at your own expense , I went through that this was from that time and realized I was trapped changing myself to keep my friends happy and this is part of me realizing that