I wonder sometimes,
Is it worth being selfless.
Shall I just see my side
and nobody elseβs?
I guess Iβll tell my side,
but nobody elseβs.
I guess Iβm ensuring Iβm fine
and if Iβm honest thatβs selfish.
As each moment passes,
life happens and I revise,
I try and try,
to see good in that whatβs worthless.
Where lies lay in prey I try stay earnest.
As time decays I search for purpose.
A knife in my back knocked the wind out my sails;
but this is our story and no-one elseβs.
I wonder whoβs story it is if nobody tells it, if I leave it blank, maybe thatβs selfless?
maybe only when I tell it am I truly selfish…
if this is our tale and nobody elseβs.
SBIW, Asya Valentine β€οΈβπΎ