The insignificant conduit

I’m always thinking, but the thoughts blur..

Sometimes I feel like the insignificant conduit.
My energy flows through other people and they take the pieces they want from it.
Yet, I’m left to deal with the tough stuff alone.

This could sound like a woe is me idea but it’s what I give and accept (less so now) from the world habitually.
At first, it didn’t come from me, but it’s what I became comfy with.
This my the norm. My cosy and regular.