Another Poem

Hey. Told you I'd written two poems. Here's the other one:

Part Of Me

This part of me won’t go away
Every day I try to rip it out
But every day I give in
Every day I lose a part of myself

My family tells me
It’s no good for my life
But what they don’t realize
Is I don’t give in to the knife

They can’t understand this
I know because I was the same
They should try
Because they’ll end up the same

I don’t want to lose this
I don’t want to go back
Just because I don’t look it
I’m happier now than I was in the past


Yeah. That one was written while I was thinking about this whole triangle thing. It seems to be known as the "Drama Triangle" but when I looked it up on the 'net, I found I wasn't actually too deep in it. It sounds more like the Rescuer role is completed by a person who forces their assistance on others and is hurt when their help is rejected.

honestly, I don't that I'm like that. I say I'm there and leave it at that. If they want my help, they get it. If they don't, they don't. I know you can't force help on someone if they don't want it. I hope some people learn that soon.

But I got to get on with this business coursework. Got to evaluate everything. _fun_

And thank you Scooby, that was really sweet of you. =) I'd have replied if I had any credit.