Sometimes....

Sometimes its just too much. Sometimes you see the signs all to clearly, but you dont manage to say no. You think: It will work out, I can do this. Iam a good girl, I want to help. If I dont do it, nobody else will. and its only a bit extra work.

Beeing a good person dosent mean you have to be there for everybody at all time. I have fallen in that trap so many times, and still I never learn.

Sometimes I want to pull a carpet over my head and be invisible. I want a break, this goes too fast.

Sometimes I want to be a child, safely placed on my mothers lap, eating candy and watching Sesamy street on the television.

Sometimes...