Just a little something to collect my thoughts. Just a little place to be real. Life is sweet. Life is hard. And life is everywhere in between. This is where i share pieces (sometimes very raw) of this journey that is my life . . .

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

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Look me in the eyes
Yes me
I am the homeless guy on the corner
I am the one talking to myself as I walk down the street
I am the one that makes you hold your kids close
But I am also the one giving you your change and the restaurant
I am your nurse providing care 
I am the business man you would never imagine
And I am the counselor that helped your loved one along

You see that is me
My mind doesn’t work right
Sometimes you don’t even know
But sometimes you do know 
And thats not who I want you to see
I am trying my best but sometimes its just too much.
Please hear that my mind might be broken
But I am not

Its just a little harder for me
To get through this day and that.
Sometimes things are bright and cheery and I am on top of the world
That is when you like to be with me
And that is when I like who I am
But with every day of life
I expect something different
I know that the higher I fly
The harder I fall
The time will come when I fall.

Its not because of something someone has done to me
Its not because of the choices I have made
Its just how my brain works
Can you take me this way?

I dont want you to fix me
I dont need an answer or solution
I just need to know you are my friend
And that when my world is a roller coaster
That leaves normalcy an empty hope
That you will just be there and not another thing that will fall apart.

Please hear me I do not want your answers
Or what I need to do
Dont you think that if that worked 
I would be fixed by now?
You say to think positively
Speak the truth and dont agree with the lies.
I know your heart is good
But study the biology
Some of this is out of my control.

I am trying
I really am
I know it may not seem like it to you 
But you dont see the battle I fight every day
Just to keep my head. 

Please understand
I know you cant get it and that you dont know what to say
I even know that it is scary.
Think about it-
If this is scary from where you are standing 
Its even more so
When you cant step away.

So when I walk away
And you think that I am not trying
Know that I am not just being selfish 
I just dont want you to see me like this
Because I know you just dont get it.

I live to see another day 
As do you.
My brain just works differently.
I am the girl with scars on her arms
The one who speaks to people you cant see.
I am also the guy who killed himself.

Selfish-they say
Why didnt he fight this?
I would like to see you walk a day in his shoes-
Then say you wouldnt consider the same.
Try every day for 25 years.

He didnt do this from being selfish
He didnt do this to hurt you
When you are tired you go to bed
When you are sick you stay in bed
When we fight these battles in our heads
We get tired too
Can you be so angry at us for needing rest?

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