Myself

I spend an awful lot of time thinking about myself

Not that I’m selfish

I’m not thinking about my wants or needs

I’m thinking about why I am not

Not enough

Not worthy

Not loved as hard as I love others and what I must be doing wrong that caused it

I spend an awful lot of time thinking about myself

I’m thinking about how I can mould myself better for others

To make them more comfortable, and happy, and full

because maybe if I do it for everyone else I might finally understand what it feels like

I spend an awful lot of time thinking about myself

Wishing someone else would