Today

My counselor says im going wild, My therapist wants to do a family therapy, I tell him I can’t do another one, The last two were filled with fake smiles and lies, I opened up and told them how I felt, They took my feeling, Laughed at them and threw them away, It doesn’t matter if they treat me like crap, But when I stand up for myself, I'm the one in the wrong, I'm the one getting yelled at, So it’s wrong to want better for myself? I do everything they ask, Just to be told I am still the problem, I wonder if I use again if it would only be one time, Besides of not being able to sleep, Throwing up after I eat, I tell them in fine, I try and try, When I open up to someone, I can only cry, It all builds up inside, But if I cry they start picking me apart, Like i'm the fuzz in your banket, I don’t write this poetry for you but for me, It is the only way I can let loose, How can I help people if I can’t even help myself, It's always Hailey this, And Hailey that, I'm proud of those that never ask “am I enough?”, Because I ask myself that every single day, And the answer never changes, I'm ready to let go and just sink, I walk into a church one asked how I was, As the rest looked like they seen a ghost, They say they will ask those we know about me, But little do they know I don’t talk to those we know, Whatever your going through, Just know I’ve been there too, You have a choice, And I love you