I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends

Exhausted

So exhausted

So completely exhausted

And alone

I feel so sick

And no one can understand.

They listen

They love

But they can’t understand.

I need help

I can’t stand long anymore

I need a shower chair

I can’t carry laundry

It’s hard to breathe

Why is it so hard?

I give help

I love to give help

But it’s hard to ask

Why can’t I be accommodated?

Why am I not enough?

I am

And so are you

So I will ask

I will ask for help

And I will be less alone

And one day

This will be better

I have to believe it.