Always there to pick up the peices where everyone else fails.. To maintain and support a family or four or is it more.. Sometimes you lose track when the world feels like its falling apart.. trying to make sure things are done and everyone is taken care of.. you look around and wonder why is everyone standing there when its all done.. Why did you not pick up your part or give me a shove or aleast alittle bit of support..
The strong are the ones that survive to strive and maintain all that they can.. the weak give up and expect for someone to pick them up.. Looks around and wonders why do I have to be the strong one..
