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Why do you love me?
What is it in me?
Why do you love me,?
What is it you see?

Why do you love me?
So not let me leave?
What have I given you?
That might make you grieve?

Do you remember
The times that we smiled?
Is it those times that,
Our laughter was wild?

Is it because I,
Showed my love to you?
Is it because of,
The things that I do?

What are these things that,
One day you will share,
Things I have done and
The ways I have cared?

Is it your memory?
Which may fade,
But it is the things,
On which friendship is made?

Why if you love me?
Do I feel so alone?
If I am so loved,
Is it with pain I groan?

Why is it silent,
When for help I ask?
Why is loving me,
Such a huge task?

If loving me is hard?
So hard as you say,
Do you prevent me,
From escaping this way?

Why when your words,
Show you find me a chore,
Do you walk far away,
To be friends no more.

Why when you say,
You love me still?
My heart remains broken,
Now too broken to fill.

The whispers, the groans,
The gossip on the phone,
The closing of ranks,
The lacking of thanks
The back stabbing comments,
When I leave the room,
Do not help to lead me
Away from my doom.

When family blames you,
Your friends walk away,
When nobody includes you.
Why should you stay.

If you love someone,
Please let them know,
Tell them, tell them always,
Perhaps they won't go.

Perhaps you did love me,
Until it became tough,
It's not your fault,
You couldn't love enough.

Loving is hard,
Especially me,
When there isn't a reason,
That's easy to see.

I know it is not easy,
To have me as a friend,
I know there's not much,
Of me to love in the end.

Once you get through,
The serving tirelessly,
You realise I'm not who,
I made out to be.

But why did you love me?
What makes you make me stay?
Duty? Care? Appearances?
Please let me go away.

Let my children remember,
A mother they can love,
Not the person you know,
Who loving is so tough.

Let them have a memory,
Of a mother who,
Had some more to offer,
Than she offered you.

Let them think me kind,
Let them think me good,
Let me be remembered,
The way a mother should.

Loving me was difficult,
That I understand,
Nobody blames you,
For letting go of my hand.

But if you ever loved me,
Even for a while,
Please, please tell my children,
Why I made you smile.

I know I don't deserve,
Anything from you.
You found out too late,
Loving me was impossible to do.

If you ever loved me,
Let me go in peace,.
Don't drag me back from death,
To where love for me has ceased.

If you love me leave me,
Let me do what I must do,
Let me leave this world,
Before more harm I do.

If you love me show me.
Talk and laugh and smile,
Hold my hand, wipe my tears,
Our friendship not a trial.

If you love me come to me,
Don't stay far away,
Tell me why you love me,
Give me a reason to stay.

Let me see I'm worthy,
I'm not too much work to love,
Your life is better with me in,
Let me know just me is enough.

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