My shield is so heavy
It's so tiring to live on the edge all the time, defending myself or the people I love. It hurts that no one in my life ever wants to protect ME, or fight for ME. People expect me to carry the brunt and be the strong one, but I carry my own demons with me. I'm expected to keep my own problems to myself, but help resolve all of theirs.
It's only my deepest hope that life will eventually get better that keeps me holding on. I don't know if that hope makes me a fool or not, but still I persist in it.