Mental Health, Poetry, Self-Improvement

Do I offend?

What’s that smell? Do I offend?

Does my presence hurt your senses?

Sorry for not being clean, I just can’t seem to find the right soap.

I keep trying different kinds that’s recommended from many friends, family, and professionals, but nothing seems to be working. I can’t shake it off.

I used to think others carried that stench around me, but maybe it comes from me.

Maybe I’m the one turning up noses and causing people to leave.

But who’s to blame? Who takes the responsibility? I’m just saying.

Maybe I’m not clean because people used to not appreciate my cleanliness.

Maybe I’m not clean because people will manipulate me if I am.

Maybe I’m not clean because I choose not to.

This may be self-created and I hate it, but I just don’t know how to change it.

I’m working on it. So sorry if I offend.

Will you accept my toxic scent until I get clean? Or will you leave in disgust?

Your choice.

 

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