It is not my job

It is not my job to tell you
How to live your life
I don’t even know how to live mine.

It is not my job to tell you
You are making a mistake
You will figure it out for yourself soon enough.

It is not my job.
What a relief,
That it is not my job.

It maybe somebody else’s but mine

It took me such a long time to understand that you resist
Not because of the information I present you with
But because it comes from me.

Because you knew better than I did
that this was not my job.
I took the job on in my deepest desperation
and you felt that my conduct was not coming from loving
but from my fear of loosing control.

But now I know
It is not my job
and never will be again.

We can be free in our relationship.


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