And that day is Tuesday

I wish you hadn’t seen me backed into a corner,
you know I am ugly there.
I want to say to you,come back and see me again,
when the pieces are put back together.
Usually my battles are in private.
I have worked hard for years to keep it that way.
But somehow image management stepped out,
And here we are.
I alternate equally between total consumption and isolation.
I am wise enough to know pride isn’t every thing,
Yet I am willing to sell my soul for my ego.
I hate that you know this about me.
I appreciate that he loves me anyways.
It frustrates me that I know better,
We are in different places on our journey.
so don't feel bad for me.
I value honesty more than concern of weakness.
There is power in that, you know.
Mondays have been pretty rough for me.
But one of these days I will put down the face, and pick up the heart.
The minute I do that, the pieces will come back together again.
And someday we will meet, and I won’t be backed into a corner.
And we can carry on a normal conversation again.