Some days I don't know why I try?
It seems if I care I am wrong.
If I back off I am callous.
I want to be there yet I get the impression I am interrupting.
Tried to figure out way to have a break.
It is back firing.
Want to have people safe.
Not for me to say or do.
I don't know.
I can clean, feed, wipe and sweep.
I am alone.
I try to shoulder the burden.
The more I am putting out there,
the more I am screwing up.
I think I am going to go back into hiding.
Easier, less hurt and not in any one's way.
I guess what we learn is for a reason.
Taught for over 30 years to be quiet, not be noticed and compliance is the key.