Me, Myself and I
Your favourite word is "I".
You're always on your mind.
The thought of "me" never stops.
A heart for others is hard to find.
So your pain is released in anger
or in a loud never-ending cry.
Some people would sympathize;
but your friends seem to question, "Why?"
Can't you see how your life is going?
You probably haven't been happy for years.
It's time to truly let go.
Aren't you tired of crying those same old tears?
Selfishness is a life of true boredom.
So start thinking about someone else for a change
and you'll experience a heavenly freedom.
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