the worst part of life-
is when you are helpless,
when you have to ask for help

And this is the reason why-
i have broken down, torn
i m forced to ask ask n ask

I wonder why you made me
the way I am, dad
why am I much like you

Today, I know where
my respect for self stands...
its high up a mountain

thats not why I am not assertive
the reason is my respect for others
is placed there too...