Bare

Maybe I am full of angst,

But I see it as pain,

She doesn't see all of what I am,

If she does, then why must she accuse me this way?

I have tried,

But trying can never be enough,

I have died,

But on the outside, I must get back up,

If I fall,

If I fail,

All would be lost,

And I would remain frail.