| | I try my best to be a good friend, a helper, a listener, a comfort.
I am sometimes met with criticism, hatred and rudeness.
I try to change to keep the peace,
Still it is not enough.
I bend and bend til I just about break,
Still it is not enough.
What do people want from me?
Should I be silent?
Let things go on around me and not care?
Should I let a cry for help go unanswered?
Should I stand by and watch people pull out their hair?
That is not who or what I am.
If you hurt then I hurt.
If you cry then I cry.
If you are lost then I am going to find a way to help you find the light.
If you are lonely then I have a heart to help you heal.
Why can't people just let me be?
Why can't people just accept that I am different.... I am one that cares and doesn't hide it?
Why can't people know that even though I write, words can wound even me?
Why can't people know that even my blood is as red as theirs?
Why can't people just learn that just because I am different, I have feelings too?
Is it really that hard to know, to believe, that I am human?
That I have a heart and soul?
I think sometimes it would be better if I just didn't give a damn and let people just lead their own lives and stumble through things on their own...
But that is not me.
That has never and will never be who I am.
So I will continue to care, to share, to be a friend, a sister, a woman with a heart and soul...
The hell of it is...
Will people ever just accept that and let me live the life I was given, the way I have been shown....
Maybe not all, but the ones that do....
I say thank you and wish you all the love, hope and friendship that is in my power to give.
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