The People Please

I live with a people pleaser. The kind who will lie awake
till the early hours of the morning worrying about those closest to them. The
kind who fills up their diary making sure to see everyone, even if it means
burning the candle at both ends. The kind who won’t say how they truthfully
feel for fear of upsetting a loved one. The kind who doesn’t want to show their weaknesses and make people feel less proud of them. The kind who spends time panicking that a stranger wont like them. The kind who walks on eggshells not to say the wrong thing at times. The kind who wants to be liked by everyone. And the kind who makes themselves sometimes unhappy in order to make others happier. But the kind who is, and always will,
go above and beyond, offering nothing but love for those who are a big part of their lives.

I am the people pleaser.

And actually, it sometimes tiring. Really tiring.