"These things concern me," she says
When the words leave her mouth, she thinks she is helping
All I want is a friend to accept me for who I am
But in the end, all along I have to start over dwelling

I am who I am and I do have coping mechanisms
I share and tell you that certain things make me anxious
I have intense anger issues from an abusive past
Growing up the anger I have received was contagious

You want to discuss the trama, you say it will help
I'd rather not be retraumatized or have you pity me
Talking about the problem doesn't make them go away
I already spend my day's deep breathing and looking for life's beauty

I am tired of everyone trying to fix what is broken
The scar tissue that has regrown is stronger than the original flesh
Stop putting scotch tape on this fragile doll
What makes you different or your ideas fresh

Time and time, person after person, why can't you trust me
Why can you trust that I have learned to pick myself up when I fall
I know these feelings don't go away overnight or even a lifetime
But I don't act on them, even though I face an eternal brawl

I acknowledge my pain is real, I am only human
I collect myself and calm myself down, I take responsibility for my actions
I redirect the energy, I exercise, write poetry, and partake in many hobbies
I've learned to take that fire that burns me to light my passions

But. . .

Every once in a while I still fall down
human, I am human
I will ask for help when I need it
which makes me a strong woman

Am I asking for help?
No, because I know my limits
This is why I needed to take a break
I showed you who I was, no gimmicks

You rolled me up with the trash
The fakers that use excuses and don't actually try
If you thought I was a cry for help, you are nieve
because I've shed my tears and learned to fly