I Shall Never Rise

I am willing to prove myself through sacrifice. As that is how I interpreted the kind advice. I fear that my need for help will cause harm. That my limited abilities will be plowed like dirt on a farm. I must pretend that I am able, I must hide behind each choice. If I am to succeed, I must bury my past in the ice. Through frustration, I will always be criticized. My innocence is taken as refusing to rise. Each challenge- Feels as if my past is taking revenge. I have no choice but to process- That no one cares about my nonsense.