How am I? I'm good thank you!
Actually terrified you'll find out I'm not okay.
I don't want to explain.

Yes! I'm sure! I'm just a little tired
I'm tired of my life, and of myself,
So technically I'm not lying here.

I-I-help-I don't...
I can't choke out these words,
I'm not the one who normally does this.

I don't know what I need help with
I do-I have many problems,
I just can't bare talking to anyone about them.

I can't really explain
Actually this is truthful-I can't explain myself
I don't know how

*I need help, but I don't know how to ask. I need advice, but I don't know how to get it. If I came to someone for help, that means major trust was set in place. I need someone there watching me, so I don't slip, but those people can't slip because of me. I keep myself closed off, pushed away for a reason. I am the one who holds people together,  that's who I am. Myself comes later. I need help, I really do. But, so do you.