Stubborn
Tara Nicole Walker
9/30/200
So what is there to say?
I cannot face the truth –
Or can I?
Yes, now that I stop to think,
I see I can –
But shall I?
It's a choice I make,
A chance I take.
Now, shall I see,
What's wrong with me?
So what is there to say?
Will I take my hands from my eyes,
Or no?
My stubborn nature says "no".
Do I want to stay locked in my shell,
Or no?
It's a choice I make,
For my won sake.
If I tried, I could see,
What is wrong with me.
I am so stubborn.
Can you tell?
It puts me through,
A living hell.
It drives my crazy,
And it's true.
A lot of the time,
I have no clue.
I can't let go,
I don't understand.
Do I need someone,
To hold my hand?
Do I need someone,
To hold me close?
Can't I do this,
On my won?
Don't offer me,
A helping hand.
I'll push you away,
If I can.
I don't know why I'm like this,
Though I try.
Why am I so stubborn?
Please tell me why.