For all that I am
And all that I have ever been
I am not someone who would give up
Even if it is hurting me
For it is not something to be proud of
Or passed on to another human being
I am not someone who would look up
Even if a helping hand is extended to me
For someone who is so feeble
And always feels horrible
I am not someone who would own up
Even if it will be liberating me
For tragedies have that power
And it makes you feel sour
I am not someone who would drunk up
Even if it meant retaining my glee
