with a short poem to clarify > Wed, 10/01/2014 - 01:26 -- dazeofmyxlife I lost my shadow, I lost my friends, Even my reflection is running away. What did I do to scare you? I was always nice, always generous, I gave you everything I had until compassion was all I had left. I never told you my problems, I always listened to yours. I’m supposed to be in a fucking psych ward I’m so bad off. But I never let you see that side of me still somehow I’m too much to handle. You’re mad at me, I ruined you when all I did was be there for you. Why am I always the one to apologize? …’cause your happiness is worth it. I’m cursed with sadness. I’m un-helpable. My therapist doesn’t know what to do with me. She said she can’t help me. They tell me to get over myself. I never validated myself. That’s the problem—