I piss people off constantly.

Anything less than ideal is a slight to the arrangement. I can't play by all the rules. Sometimes I wish I could, it's a hassle being a hassle, and that's the facet nobody sees...

The space between their expectations and their annoyance, I wish contained something a tad more subjective.

I don't want anything special, it's just with the limitations I have, I have done my absolute best to not become a burden even though I'm depleted.

Befriending me is charity.

There's a lot to look passed and I know it.

But every fiber of my being, with the knowledge and experience it has, is invested in being a decent human.

I wish I didn't have the guilt, but I deserve it, or I would if I chose this. I definitely didn't. But I am guilty of being true to myself.