I'm supposed to be strong
But let you help
Listen to your words
When I do just that
It's a hard place to be
It's a hard way to be me
I can't accept this
When you change your mind
All the time
Some days I'm tired
Even if I slept okay
I can't make all of this go away
Some days I can barely move
It hurts too much
You can't touch
My hands without tears
Some days
And I have to hear you say
"Well I help don't I"
You just worry about how you look in everyone else's eyes.
Like I should be okay
With how you act
One day you're happy to help
Then the next
I have to do it all myself
Which is what I do anyway.
