If I could string my every thought of
Selflessness together, they wouldn't even
Reach from one cell of mine to
The other.

All I do is for me.
I have abandoned the thought that
Hate pulls the Universe apart.
Fear does.

Fear that someone will see us
As the selfish little souls we are.
All the good you do is for yourself.
So do it.

Feeling good about  
Smiling at a stranger or leaving
Change in that ******'s cup
(Mostly because it's Christmas, or

Spring, or whatever),
Does not make the act worthless.
Embrace your humanity.
It's ok to be selfish.

So what if you'll never be
Mother Teresa?
You know; she might have been
No better than you.

She just did it all anyway.
Eat, drink, breathe, serve.
A saint feeling good about being
A saint, is no less one than another.

When your words are placed with precision
And your thoughts are all in line
When there's the perfect analogy in your speech
He's not there to listen, that's the time.

When your words come out in a jumble
And you laugh 'till you're in tears
When you tell stupid jokes and nobody but he laughs
That's the day that he appears.

My heart beats,
Like a chain lift on a coaster.
It's rough,
When you get closer.

My mind pounds,
Down the dirt road track.
I try my hardest,
To get you back.

It's a constant game,
Cards of possibility.
Uno in your hands.

I'll keep beating that chain,
Until I'm dominant,
Over the deck in your hand.

To me,
Life is like a movie.
I always find myself trying to predict the ending,
Trying to find out what's next;
However, the best ones are those I can't predict.
The ones filled with surprises,
There's a certain fulfilling feeling when you get to finally see the ending.