Getting Along

CATEGORY

life

It must be a trait in my chromosome

To tolerate the hurt continuously

Getting over it is putting me under

Bringing me down to an all time low

I guess that's why I often get high

I'm up again to hit the ground crashing

But I'm consistently coming back for more

Some say I should plead insanity

But I drown out the voices including my own

All I care about is getting along

No matter how painful the process is

Even though trying to be everyone's friend

Is transforming me into my own worst enemy

There'll be days I don't even want to witness my own reflection

That way I don't have to reflect on the shame

The lack of self esteem

For allowing my pride to get injured like it does

Over and over repeatedly

I'm aware that it's abuse but it doesn't matter

All I care about is getting along

While hating myself