posted on Aug, 28 2016 @ 11:00 AM
I hate myself for the things I do,
Lack of patience and vanity too.
Taking for granted things I have,
Wanting something I do not have.
Craving attention and crying for affection,
Insane jealousy over nothing.
Throwing angry insults in any direction.
Why do I do these horrible things?
When all I know is the hatred,
Lack of empathy or sympathy,
Shouldn't I know better?
Couldn't I be better?
Why do I care if life is not fair?
If karma exist I am sorely lacking,
My scales of justice have become one sided.
Confiding and deciding, conflicted and depleted,
Making choices and hearing voices.
Ignoring the truth that slaps me in the face.
I have to change the things I do,
It starts with me, not you, I am the problem,
I am the solution for me and human evolution.
Overcoming my inequities and fears and stupidities,
The first step is the hardest, the second step is the farthest,
Admitting to myself I am broken and using tools to fix me.
Remembering my humble beginnings and what my goal is,
To be the very best version of me, so that I can be free.
I want to be a better me, so I can achieve and believe,
Humanity is fixable, but it starts with me.