Dedicated to him,
Dedicated to her,
Stuck in the middle of constant hurt.
Gray hairs proving the effects of stress.
Distress, his stress, her stress, my stress.
Everyone so quick to blame the other.
No one as quick to uncover,
One of the main catalyst of their unhappiness,
The lack of communication, unity, and togetherness.
Acting as a wall standing strong and neutral.
I can't help but feel the strain of the stress,
Constantly eating away at my supposed strength.
I try to please everyone in order to keep the peace.
The peace that surfaces once every two or three weeks.
Though I feel sometimes as if I am about to break,
I toughen up so that the two might communicate.
Dedicated to him and dedicated to her I will always be,
Dare I ask who will be as dedicated to me!
