I’m not sure why 
So much is expected from me
Be here
do this 
don’t you dare miss this 
so many obligations 
that I didn’t make 
or want
or refuse
i run ragged to make others 
as happy as I can 
it’s never enough
Like a greedy child
they want more
stained hands 
they grab
And grab
and demand 

I wonder if they know 
the weight of the plate I already carry 
or do they enjoy 
throwing more upon me