At My Wits End!

I don't know what is going on,

I try to understand-

I wish I could change the way things are.....

And maybe make a stand.

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But I cannot continue on this way,

So I pray to God every night-

That He may be able to help me....

And soon I could win this fight!

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The lack of sleep, the achy nights,

Nothing seeming to help-

I lay there crying silently....

Wishing that I could just melt!

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Everyone likes to make fun,

Assume things that are not fact-

Make their wise assed comments....

And they don't even do it with tact!!

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You don't know me,

None of you do-

So pretending that you know....

You don't have a clue!!

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I struggle on a daily basis,

Trying to do things that I could normally do-

I can no longer do the things that I love....

I am no longer the person I was.........................................

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I have lost myself,

I have given up on me-

I don't know what to do anymore......

I don't even want to be seen!!

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I used to think I was strong,

But there is only so much a person can take-

Something needs done you know.....

Until then, I'll just lay here and fake!!!

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Yes, I'm fed up.

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What is this poem about? Being recently disabled and unable to do things because the Doctors keep passin' the buck, layin' blame, and
not caring, after all- it isn't them that is in pain, agony and feeling so worthless!! I can no longer run and jump and play with my kids, I can't
do a lot of things. And because I am fat- that is all ANYONE see's, and ASSUMES that is my problem. I was active and fat before this injury!
I was hurt at work, and now live to regret it. Obviously I have done something majorly wrong on my road of life, because I think this is revenge
for something! I am sorry if my words offended you, I am just loosing it, and fed up. Don't hate me because I'm fat, hate me for a real reason
would ya?!?! (LOL Now tell me that last comment was not funny!!! LOL)