Staring at this mirror trying to understand/comprehend the man, no, the boy, I see.  This reflection is a mockery of everything I use to be, everything I want to be.  Even now I see my hands are grasping at straws, trying to build this façade up around me.  A castle with its very own moat.  But the algae are still just mold.  And the big bad wolf only needs to ******* down.  I’m green with greed and envy, there’s dollar bills in my eyes, gold in my teeth.  Got everything I could ever want, but God knows it is not what I need.

Something’s missing.  Plaster this add “looking for a soul” on milk cartons and ship out these words to society.  Enlighten them.  Enlighten me.  Please, oh please enlighten me.  Realization may have been delayed, but once the light erupts, you’re blinded by the facts.  What are missing are friends…family…love… I’m the opposition to altruism.  It’s always been about “me.”  All this is a rot that transforms my promises into moans, a zombie always searching to satiate a bottomless pit of desire, never satisfied.  It’s time, time to break this looking glass.  Because there’s one fact, undeniable.  I’m done with selfishness.  I’m done building my own funeral pyre.