I am a truly selfish person.
I think mostly of myself and my own fears, worries and stresses.
I become easily overwhelmed and can't see past my own small problems, then proceed to share them with the world.
I am a taker. I take and take while others less selfish than I, give.
When I think about who I am, I often find myself disappointed.
It is a scary and hurtful realization,
So I force myself to remember that I am a work in progress.
That this is simply one part of who I am as a whole today
And that I can work to change, to improve, to better myself
And once again, here I am, thinking about myself,
"self-analyzing"
Hell, I'm so self-absorbed I wrote this poem
Maybe one day I'll be able to become the person
I hope to be
The person I look at and think, there is a Truly Self-Less Woman
My Mother; who lives life for her children instead of for herself
Comments:
Thought provoking! Anxiously waiting for round 2! You've got me hooked!
Thank you! I hope that I can change before there is a need to write a second, but if I don't, I'll be sure to post it!
sometimes i see a lot of writers feelin this, because to write you need to look into ureself and immerse ure self in the tone of the poetry, but thru it all u need to know that its only a matter of choice:)
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