Am I?

I used to be confident.

I used to be able

I was proud of my work

Happy with my friends

Then It happened.

She came

I lost

A lot of people lost.

She made fun

She tore me up

Ripped me to shreds

Killed my passions.

After years of beatings

And being guilt tripped

Crying over my mistakes

Shrinking.

Years after

Hiding my dreams

Shielding the little I had left.

Trying to hold on.

I finally let go

Tried to fix myself.

I'm a little better now

I am almost back to normal.

But it is all coming back again.

Little by little.

Not by a ill fitted friend.

But by others.

I cannot leave

only endure.

And hope I make it

with everything I built intact.

It isn't fair

It isn't right.

Why do I have to go though It again.

But I learned.

I think I can make it

And keep my hopes

And keep my dreams

Maybe even make something of it.