Lost and not wanting to be Found

Fri, 11/13/2015 - 00:45 -- lupe572

I try so hard

to please myself.

It's about me,

yes I am selfish,

and yes I am egotistical,

but in the end

was it really me I was thinking about?

Who knows what I think,

but me.

Who knows what I feel,

but me.

But I still don't know myself.

Do I?

I want direction,

but refuse to listen.

I want answers,

but don't ask questions.

I need something,

but what is it!?

What is it?

What

will

it 

be

in

the

end.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

AlanDepp

I know exactly how this feels man. Stay strong, don't do anything stupid, and hold on to the ones you love. It's okay to be selfish for the times when it makes you feel better. 

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