I dont really have one...

You try to understand me
Thinking you can save the day
My life is not understandable
I just was not born that way

Yes you are a good friend
One that I am grateful for
But never try to judge me
Or guess what I have in store

I know that I will never be happy
Accepted that years ago now
I stopped trying to change things
And sympathy I do not allow

Nobody has a perfect life
So I dare not ever complain
At least I have all of my limbs
And I have a full working brain

Sometimes I get really fed up
On those days my tears do fall
But do not act like my therapist
Trying to break down my wall

I am this way for a reason
You cannot walk in my shoes
If you keep trying to open me up
My friendship you stand to lose

I have my own head doctor
To work out why I am destroyed
So when you try to figured me out
I cannot help but to get annoyed

I know that you are trying to help
but instead you re pushing me away
how would you take it though
if I picked at your brain every day

I am not a lost child in need
At the moment I live in the dark
But I do not need your light
To help me get back my spark

I am not asking you to stop
Caring about me and my pain
It is just when you pull me apart
You are slowly driving me insane

::my friend nian wants me to post her poems for her::