Note to self

Note to self:
Remember, that it's okay to give up.
No one can take continuos beat down.
you can't keep breaking pieces of yourself off
handing it to anyone that asks,
there's not much of yourself anymore
Generosity is your biggest flaw
your need for human emotion & affection is so great
it is slowly killing you.
No one seems to respect you,
they think of you as empty cargo.
a used towel, a broken glass
the purpose is served,
you are useless to them
people talk over you
interrupt you
don’t even act like they listen
You are so weak.
your heart is made of glass
and your brain is held together by old scotch tape
(you found behind the dresser behind all the cobwebs)
and half full stapler from the dollar store
your heart is suspended by fishing line
invisible, durable.
no fish every wants to bite.
you are predictable
mean  
judgemental