Myself
I tell myself,
alone I entered into this life.
I remind myself,
one day I must say good-bye.
I worry myself,
in part because I have always left people behind.
I pride myself,
for being strong and keeping my emotions blind.
I ask myself,
Why should I believe this time will be different from the rest?
I doubt myself,
can this hollow heart,
be filled in the years I have left?
I find myself,
looking at a purpose,
which is half empty, looted by the greed of wealth.
I hate to realize,
love is what I'm missing,
I'm too busy caring for myself.
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