Leaving me just talking to my self;
But, hey, that's useful, 'cause it's been a while
Since I took my own issues off the shelf
And looked them over. Maybe now is good
To check in with the sense I have of me;
I do this less than I might wish I would
And so I'm shocked by what it is I see.
I am exhausted, deep down to the bone;
Ready to collapse without support.
It's not quite that I feel that I'm alone
But that I've hid behind a mighty fort
Of thinking I should help, but not request
Assistance for myself. It's not the best.
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