Am I?
I used to be confident.
I used to be able
I was proud of my work
Happy with my friends
Then It happened.
She came
I lost
A lot of people lost.
She made fun
She tore me up
Ripped me to shreds
Killed my passions.
After years of beatings
And being guilt tripped
Crying over my mistakes
Shrinking.
Years after
Hiding my dreams
Shielding the little I had left.
Trying to hold on.
I finally let go
Tried to fix myself.
I'm a little better now
I am almost back to normal.
But it is all coming back again.
Little by little.
Not by a ill fitted friend.
But by others.
I cannot leave
only endure.
And hope I make it
with everything I built intact.
It isn't fair
It isn't right.
Why do I have to go though It again.
But I learned.
I think I can make it
And keep my hopes
And keep my dreams
Maybe even make something of it.