Self-help books from the ‘90s
Have kind of dated themselves
The exercises seem to waist paper and ink
I could do them differently
But I won’t 
I’m all about the crayons and imaginary scenarios
Up until it doesn’t apply
A fantasy childhood for me
I would have to erase it all
Change my family
Change my mental health
And move away 
I’ve done a lot of reparenting but it’s exhausting to think about
How much work I’ve done on myself
I don’t like to think about it
Maybe ‘90s self-help books are not for me