A very quiet strop

Those I wish to make me better feel I am the salve If I am the solution then my problems are halved Rhymes need adjusting to gauge what is clear I need to look to myself and stop feeling the fear Time with my thoughts need not fill me with doubt Plenty of people through choice seek me out Recalibration of all that's already in place I'll take stock, reassess, make my own case To build my self worth shouldn't rely on another I'll swan off on my own, calling out "I'm not bothered!" *Strop - storming off as a reaction to being annoyed