I should be
With no one
I should

I'm selfish
With
My nights

My body
My mind

Though never
My soul

Work
Is
Work
Its tools of
Procrastination
And
Heartache

Never easy

And i see myself in the mirror asking,
I guess I should be content?

I guess I should
Be this.

I guess I should
Be that.

But, what is that?
Who is that?
When is that person
Whole?
Satisfying the other?

Should I come to bed now, I ask myself,
Or should I go

Later?