Posted by: findingvenus | March 9, 2011

Therapy by me

It’s not about me
It’s not about what I think
It’s about you
It’s about how you see yourself
It’s about how you feel

Too cautious, too ready to change lanes
If the red flag goes up and the alarm bells ring
He was just doing his job, she was just her job
Listening intently to you, soaking up your words
It shouldn’t have come as a surprise
No, it shouldn’t – there’s something wrong with you
In their professional opinion
There is a logical reason
To why your brain is
               fried
               messed up
               their personal disaster zone

I put up a shield
               to keep out the pain
               to keep out the sorrow
               to keep out the critics
                     and the judgmental assholes
I disguise it so well I don’t even realize
I still have all my carefully erected walls
Encasing me in a cocoon of my own prison

It’s not about me
It’s not about what I think
It’s about you
It’s about how you see yourself
It’s about how you feel

Fooled me once, shame on you
Fooled me twice, shame on me
It’s all the same to you
Lets not pretend you give a damn
About my thoughts and opinions
Yes, I’m a complicated mess
I have my issues I never said I didn’t

How do you help me?
You put me on doses
Give me a quick fix
To rationalize, to medicate
The underlying problem
Is still there, don’t you understand?
Robot I am not.
Can your diagnosis – I’m exhausted with this shit.

It’s not about me
It’s not about what I think
It’s about you
It’s about how you see yourself
It’s about how you feel


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