Elizebeth Turnquist

Just because you can’t comprehend

How I exist or manage to survive

Does not give you right to interject

To force yourself into my life

What you see as me struggling

Is my fiercly independant spirit

I’m not a lost child or pitiful creature

If you insist on perceiving me at all

Speak to me like you would a stranger

Respect my space and right to fail

I didn’t invite or ask for your help

You’re not my helper or savior.