I Didn'T Think You Would Be That Observant

You expect me to sacrifice more, With the giving to you... The little that I already have, To enable you to feed, The continuance of your greeding... With a feasting that leaves me grieving? While I quietly sit back, To allow that to happen. As if I am consciously in acceptance of it? To agree your needs have a more priority? And... You believe you are entitled to receive, At my expense what I have earned... From my own experiences, You wish to see further diminished and condensed? And I am suppose to agree to your nonsense? Are you nuts? Or just totally out of your mind? 'Well... I didn't think you would be, THAT observant.'