I sometimes stare
at the people in my lives
how much pain and frustration
did they have to survive
I've met too many people
who deserved the
world on a silver platter
what good is a place
that can't distinguish
the good from the bad
why should I offer
myself to a world
that is so unforgiving
I understand life
is both a balance of
happy and sad
but the scales tilt
so easily
it's hard not to feel
buried under the
overwhelming sense of guilt
I cannot fix my friends or family
let alone myself
where do I rest all
my worries
if everyones already
brimmed to the tip
with too many emotions
that could push
any of us over the edge