selfishness has become the adjective to my name
it flows quite evenly
Water drips endlessly as the noise of a running faucet reminds me I’m no longer myself
I am self evolved
I am egotistical
Yet the people around me talk to me as if I walk this tactless fate alone
As if I should be ashamed
to be the woman who not one falls short of
And maybe one day I’ll wake up to a new sun, bright enough to make me selfless
radiant enough,
blinding enough,
to make me fail to reach the love for myself, then to be grasped by other beings
clawing to get any form of decency and resilience of the me they’ve envied over reeled time
manipulative humans making it impossible for me
to be any form of self-denying being
as they stagger to hand yet another a knife for my back
don’t turn around
don’t breathe in their presence
don’t blink
don’t take one step closer
don’t.
we all have reasons for our selfishness
Do i have the reason
they say needed to be granted,
to be,
me?
-theartofwillowstree
