Selfish Edition of Me

Selfish Edition of Me short poem

This is me
I will be around you
When I need you most
I will be praising you
When I want things done
I will be there for you
When I need to bear out
If I still can cause you ample of pain
I will be calling you back and forth
When I ought to know
How strong my presence is in your head!

This is me
The dreadful selfish edition of me
That needs to cure the concealed pain
Embedded in me by you.

Cursed me!
Spell bound you!
Wistful us!
That took away all my bliss
And left alone this egotistic me.

Yet it feels good
You are the same old you!
My version of foolish you!
Who was and still is spare
Any time, any where
To grip this arrogant and selfish me!

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I've hated words n I've loved them. It was words that made me feel, Perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, n I with them.
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