I seem to spend every day making sure others are happy
Looking after them
Doing what they want
Tiptoeing round checking everything is OK
But there are only so many shouts one person can take
Only so many strops and meltdowns you can have aimed at you
Sometimes just sometimes
Everything just seems a little unfair
The whole world is against you
And you feel just a bit blurgh
Some days just some days
You wonder why you bother?
When no one else seems to care!