People say to "be proud of yourself"

And yet I constantly feel trapped in a shell of my former self

Because when I look inside to self reflect

All I can see in myself is neglect

Neglect for my feelings, neglect for my health

I feel as if I have lost all my wealth

And the "wealth" people say, is your golden heart

And your golden brain, with your golden smarts

Yet I feel I have lost it, I have lost it all

I don't know where it is, it's gone completely awol

And "it" people say, is all that you are

Well all that "I am" is a living scar

I am simply evidence of pain

And people say "get over it or there will be nothing you gain"

But believe me I've tried

I've tried to get over it, I almost died

Trying to give more than I have

It has ripped me completely in half

And people say to "glue myself back together"

But I just wish they would just let me off of their tether