Selfishness

People always talk about themselves, They don't care about anything else. The same song chorus We hear when the wind blows. Maybe one day, at the end, Our conscience will be heard, But we have a different goal in life: Live a rich life. I want to get out of this world, Who is cold and indifferent. Somewhere the lyre sings of loneliness, Again, I missed my chance. Why don't we live right? Why are we doomed to selfishness? Did life force us to do this? No, of course not! This is all our cynicism! I can't breathe when I run, But running will get you out of here. My feet sink into the deep snow, And I fall helplessly, waiting for a miracle. I fall asleep thinking only of myself I'm ashamed to think like everyone else. But I stayed on the same path, Where again I write an essay about myself.