Introspection
Walking along the trail, only sound
babbling of a tiny creek beside me,
wondering where I am headed.
Selfish desires, knowing how unlikely,
disappointment and guilt abound.
Why can't I be selfish? Why not wish,
even when all logic says hope is lost?
Why feel guilty for wanting something,
even if nobody else wants it, even if
getting what I want could be a disaster?
We want the things we want, selfish,
selfless, it makes no difference.
So long as I don't manipulate my way,
what's the harm?
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