I pretended for the longest time,
Gave reasons without being kind,
Self-worth I was trying to find,
Self care was never my prime.

For the longest time, I forgot my sublime,
Kept everybody's choices in mind
Own were lost in the daily grind 
Why did spending on myself feels like crime?

The lesson learnt the hard way was
I was the caretaker of them all,
But I also needed to be taken care of
Because my cup had a limit too,
Also, what if my cup went empty? 
From where was I going to refill their cup?