Befriending Yourself
I fraternize with my own soul,
I know no one else to turn to.
The world is full of devastation,
I am the protector of myself.
Life is not glamorous,
I use my own individuality to rescue myself.
I am self-centered,
But how else may you be in a world of peril?
The soul that inhabits deep within me,
She only knows what to select.
The world of people befriending their selves,
It's only a game of competition between you and the others.
Poem by: smartestbrainypeep
