Selfish Me

Am I a gross person
A well rotted soul
With the hole in my heart
A gigantic black hole?

I’m tired of being
Sympathetic and kind
What about me, I scream in my mind
I'm just for all others, an ear to unwind

To whom can I go
To heal, to mend?
Where the hand for me
My fears, can I send?

Pick up my heart, ignore the fierce pain
Others are worse, selfish me to complain
But here I fester, inwardly gaze
Wondering how, my life to maintain

Tis very unworthy
I know that is true
But uncontrolled feelings
With in me doth brew

I know I'll recover, regain & surge forth
Again face reality, with energy of course
But once in awhile, backslide to this place
Where in the bright mirror, I can't see my face