I am alone. You do not understand.
A friend in need, you yearn my hand
You grieve, you cry, you mourn, you weep
Your woes your own, your secret to keep
Bourden me not with such words and torment
I fear I dont care, your pleas I resent
Selfish, broken, dark and deep I am
In truth, I dont give a damn
Hate for mine, these horrid ways
Curse me and mine over these dark days
Nonchalant I remain, you I ignore
Your constant whining I abhor
Have you not thought of the damage you do
To care only for yourself, only for you
And return you do with further plight
Your pitiful struggle, internal fight
Did you stop to see if I showed concern?
or perhaps for silence I did yearn
Not a moments thought for my wellbeing
Still you remain blind, ever unseeing
Your ignorance by me shall not be blamed
and yourself unharmed, untouched, unmamed
The question you should ask yourself is
Am I the one who is selfish?