When can I?

there are a few words in this one for those of you who dont like bad language sorry but its the only way i can get my point across...

It seems that i cannot please them all

every time i try i fall

I've been called an a*s, a jerk, a downright selfish person

but i try so hard to help those in need

to lay hope that tiny seed

but I'm the selfish b*****d...

They say no good deed goes unpunished

i can say without a doubt I've been abused

yet giving up I refused

When can I finally think of myself?

when can I say this is what I need?

when can I refuse someones request?

when can I ask for help?

these thoughts of mine tho selfish they may be

they are all that are going through me

when can I give up?

when can I say I'm done?

when can I remember who I am?

these thoughts of mine are selfish...

but i fear I don't give a damn

It's time i started focusing on me

and who I want to be

even if other people don't want to see

judge me for free 

and I'll invite you to tea

Reviews

[That one kid]

It's as if youve been a foreign animal stuck inside a cage in which youve found your way out of. No longer worrying you can be yourself without caring what others think i admire this, though many different interpretations come to mind. The ending reminds me of a scene in braveheart where he says "for you to win you must cross the field get to the other side and you shall place your head between your legs and kiss your own arse"

[jaywolf1738]

I really love your poem! I can relate to this, being abused for my kindness and being blamed for "being the bad girl." I was told by one of my relatives to love myself before anyone else. And I've been trying to do so. I don't mind the cursing, I understand it is how you needed to get your point across and you did. Well done on this piece!

[Evan M.]

Thank you for the review and I think we all have something we have to work on