People walking past, peering into my life, thinking they can help me. Why can't they just mind their own business? I never asked for your help. Did you ever stop to think that it'd turn out worse for you if you helped me? You'd be dragged down with me, into my hell. Tell me, why do you have a sudden interest? I get it. It's because you think I'll thank you in the end. You're a hero. Yeah right. I don't want your pity or your help. All I want is to be left alone to deal with my problems in my own way. Just because you may know what my problems are doesn't mean you understand them. or how they affect me. And I don't want you to understand.

© Kristel. S 2003