Can You Handle This

Here it is

Here is my truth

Are you braced to hear it all

And I say

I’m not afraid

But your ego may just still be

These are my reasons why

Can you handle this?

One...

You fault me for not contributing to your small circle but you never invited me in

You claim to be a southern belle but I was raised to never show up unannounced as a southern gentleman. 

I’m sorry you bit off more than you can chew but I can only help if you asked. 

Hashtag I was raised to respect privacy

Can you handle this?

Does it hurt just a little

To hear the truth. 

Two...

I don’t know where to begin with you.  You say you’re my friend but do you even care.  I’m not one to pick up the phone but if I did would you even answer.  You’re too busy with your life and that’s okay, but don’t make promises you could never keep.   It’s unbecoming. 

Can you handle this?

Does it hurt just a little

To hear the truth. 

Three

You were my true first love. I gave you everything.  EVERYTHING!  I was 19 and you were thirty.  I put you on my bank account because you couldn’t get one on your own.  Yet I listened to you bad financial advice.  8 years I wasted and after years of you cheating on me the moment the thought it entered my mind you broke it off.  And I hear you’re an equal tool to my replacement. Poor him but he was warned. 

Can you handle this?

Does it hurt just a little

To hear the truth. 

Four 

Your brought me into the world in your golden years.   You had little left fatherly to give me.  You had succumbed to your age.   You gave me life and not much else.   I was a burden you had to bare.   You had little patience for me yet I still regard you with high respect, for my siblings and nothing else.  I hope your eternal memory remembers how you made me bleed when you beat me. 

Can you handle this?

Does it hurt just a little

To hear the truth. 

Five

You first saw me at my worst.  In a drug den literally fighting for my life.   Yet you held me close to that fire gasping for air.   You seemed to have your head enough above water to rescue me.   Yet you drug me further into the abyss.  Do you know how much those few months wounded me.  You could have liberated me but the ghost of you still haunts me. 

Can you handle this?

Does it hurt just a little

To hear the truth. 

Switching gears, maybe it’s me...

Six

Im self destructive. Always wanting more from people who could never give it.  Always hoping someone will give me a hand when I have two of my own.   If I could hear my own truth.  It may hurt a little. But with all you’ve all put me through I could handle it. 

Can I handle this

Maybe every problem is mine

These are my reasons why.