Calling It Poem by Yolanda Wel

I have had my world crushed, heart stomped to pieces, and my feelings hurt,
I've been cursed, hated on and drug thru the dirt.
I've felt as if the weight of the world had landed in my lap.
I've been Lied to, cheated on, and made to feel like crap.
I've felt emotional pain from physical abuse,
I've been tossed out on my ass and left utterly confused,
I have paid it forward, backwards, Up And down.
I've ran away only to be found.
I've experienced love, desire and security,
met alot of people who weren't what they appeared to be.
I'm not perfect and I make mistakes, bad decisions, even advice I didn't take.
And I can't count all the times I've been wrong,
or fights I've been in or how many I've won.
I've faced sickness and even knocked on deaths door,
seen things that shook me right to my core.
I give so much of myself it's a shame,
I dont have a job but I work just the same.
I cook, clean, babysit and tend to the yard,
the difference between what I do and a job is the time card.
I can be moody and have a bad day. But When I do it's best to stay away.
I've been thru some shit in this life of mine
and Its all changed me over time,
you'd think I be stronger having gone through hell,
but after today I'm ringing the bell,
I'm giving up I'm broken inside,
I have wore myself out my tears have dried.