I'm fed up of being treated like an option.
I'm fed up of being stepped all over.
I'm fed up of being too bloody nice to everyone.
I'm fed up of pretending it's okay when it isn't.
I'm fed up of being taken for granted.
Maybe it's about time I draw the line.
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"Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken"
नमन्ति फलिताः वृक्षाः
नमन्ति विबुधाः जनाः ।
शुष्ककाष्ठानि मूर्खाश्च
भिद्यन्ते न नमन्ति च ॥
A tree bearing fruits always bends (towards earth, due to the weight of fruits). Similarly, wise people respect others by bowing. Whereas, unwise people are like dry sticks which break but never bend.
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