Too Much

All this time,
People think I’m so happy.
They don’t even know.

I try to stay positive,
And go through each day.
I can only do my best and that’s it.
People can always count on me to be there,
That’s what I’m for,
A gift and a curse.
The pros don’t outweigh the cons,
And of course vise versa.

I’m trying my hardest to care,
But every ounce is dried up.
Too much at one time from too many people.
It’s hard to deal with most of the time.

I will tell you all;
Those who understand do not join me,
And those who care do not sympathize.
I work best alone,
But I want someone to be there.
That’s never the case.

I can never open up.
I’ll never trust anyone,
When those closest to you betray you,
Over and over again,
They make you feel inferior.
Because of that trust is not a factor,
For it’s just been gone for awhile now.

I wish…. I could just….