Honor

Being pulled one way,

And then another,

I want to do what

I am asked.

My honor

is respect.

If you want something,

I will try to give.

I feel weak,

does it matter

what I want,

I put someone else first,

and get muddled again,

Am I really happy,

is this why?

I can't say no.

I feel bad.

I need to learn.

I am trying...

No, I am not...

Will someone help me?

I stand here lost,

not sure what to do.

tears running down my eye,

as I do something else,

I don't want to do.