How I Feel Sometimes

How I Feel Sometimes

They push me around, not physically but mentally...

They hurt me and taunt me, I hide it from them but on my own, I break down...

They point out all of my flaws, as if I couldn't already see them...

Negativity runs my world, but it is covered up with false positivity...

They say I can handle anything, but emotional strength, I have none...

They call me attention seeker, they don't understand that attention is the last thing I want...

They think I can handle pain, I'm not strong enough...

They tell me that they'll always be there, but eventually they all leave...

They say I'm too sensitive, they don't know my disability to cope...

They tell me I'm too negative, they're the ones who cause me to be...

They tell me that I'm a story teller, but they can't remember my memories...

They say I can't cope alone, I can't cope at all...

I tell you that I'm fine, you can't see my weakness...

They tell me to control myself, they don't understand me...

They tell me to get over it, never tell a scarred spirit to get over it...

They hurt me with names and things I can't cope with, It hurts me more than they realise...

I try to stay strong, because I know that one day it will pay off...

I can't do it alone, but people just give up on me too easily...

I'm sorry that I'm not perfect and I have no other way of dealing with it, but by hurting me, you're no much better...