By Mac Guerreiro
“Take that as you will,”
And eye wonder if he noticed the blade in his words,
Or maybe my skin is just too soft,
It always has been,
And eye’ve always internalized so easily,
Especially when eye feel futility,
And what am eye to feel here if not that,
When Eye’m doing my best,
Maybe eye can do better,
Eye can try,
God help me fucking cry,
Because in truth there is no control,
Or else why would eye try to?
To piss you off?
Just for fun?
Because it’s not the challenge of my life to stop,
Eye suppose eye don’t deserve a gentler approach,
And eye don’t expect one,
Just gotta remind myself Eye’m not a hopeless person,
Eye can grow and learn,
Even when it’s not fast enough,
And you’re “sick of” my subconscious doing the one thing it’s always done,
The hardest battle inside,
Far from being won,
But thank you for letting me know,
How sick of it you are,
Hopefully it made you feel better to get that off your chest,
Eye wonder if you even considered that eye may have already known that,
That eye’m trying,
And eye felt like eye was improving too,
Maybe it doesn’t look that way to you.