But at what cost? Because whether you know it or not, there's a cost. It's there.

Then there's the issue of entitlement. The word in it's very essence means right. It's the right to something. The ability to dictate what belongs to you. Yet, there are hands who wants a piece of what belongs to you. 

Well then, you can't be entitled to your opinion if you can't respect what was entitled to me. 

You're just a piece of what you used to be. 

And this tiresome, spins like a carousel. 

If your attitude is "if it's meant to be...."

Then bring yourself far away from me.

You think about you but what about me? Has always been that way now hasn't it? You put so much work on how you're always the victim that you forget I have as much feelings as you do. That I'd sometimes feel hurt to. Then I blink and it all turns back to you. 

All is to be. About nothing else. Nothing else but you.