Friday, February 12, 2016

| selfish. |

I smile at strangers
She stays in her room

I sacrifice what I have
She demands more

I deserve it - don't I?
Or is my desire for what she has
overriding my good deeds?

I live a perfect life while she lives one
full of malice.

I think she doesn't deserve what
she has,
but I am wrong.

I don't know her story
I don't know her pain
We are the same, and if
I say I deserve it
that means she does, too.

(maybe even more)

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