Who am i to you?
A mother’s daughter, a brother’s sister
A giving friend
A burden
100s and 0s
No in-between
Why waste their time on your imperfection
When you had every opportunity to be perfect?
A liar
Secrets upon secrets
If you open up now they’ll hate you
Why didn’t you open up then?
The mess is compounding
Pull one string and it all falls apart
Fix the problem you made
It’s all your fault
Tension
Muscles freeze and body aches
Eyes roll back in your head
Your friends sigh as the cycle starts again
Why aren’t you better by now?
You’ve been medicating and taking breaks
You cut back more than you should’ve
Why aren’t you normal?
Dead weight
That’s all they see
No matter what you give it’s not enough
It can’t make up for the drain that you are
Who am i to me?
A mother’s stress, a brother’s confusion
A tiresome friend
A burden