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Why Am I So Selfish?

Why am I so selfish? I should think more of her. But instead of seeing what could be I'm being so immature. I know she's truly suffering. That should be my main concern. Yet all I seem to think about is... 'Will she ever learn? ' Her lungs are black as tar. She needs help just to breathe. Hearing that she'll smoke again makes me simply seethe. She knows what she is doing. She's not a little child. I thought that only young people did stuff that's dumb and wild. Don't set aside the oxygen so you can have a smoke. You're dying right in front of me. This pain is not a joke.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Book: Shattered Sighs