Allow me to be selfish. The fish that swims in your hearts. Treading the untouched water. Reaching towards your heart's desires. Slowly, causing you to falter.

Allow me to be selfish. Hoping that the girl I hate would trip and fall. Praying that the boy I used to love breaks up with her. Once, and for all. I bet that would be a ball.

Allow me to be selfish. As I sip on this cup of tea. Watching the world crumble right before me. Without me. Wouldn't that be... Lovely?

Red lips always lie

I would cast of human emotion and be free,
Guilt and lust weight to ******* me.
Why must other’s feelings factor in?
Why must being me be a sin?
With emotions come so many pains,
So many ways to be trapped and restrained.
People live in fear of getting hurt
Not by cuts, breaks, or being burnt.
They fear the pain of deceit and lies,
Of betrayal and their loves despise.
I don’t want to fear this anymore.
I just fear the life I can’t explore,
Trapped inside this emotional cage.
All the time acting on the stage.
I don’t want to pretend that I’m content.
All the while writhing with resent.
But, neither could I bear to see a tear
And so I think I’ll always live in fear.

how selfish was I
to do things to make myself happy,
to want to travel,
to want to see just a little bit of color
in my own black and white world.

I was selfish to take myself
out of your world for a few days,
to make you have to fend for yourself,
to make you realize that I'm growing stronger.

I'm sorry I was selfish
about worrying about my own mental health,
I'm sorry that I dread coming back to our house,
that I feel myself constantly
on the edge of a breakdown
every time I return.

I'm sorry I was selfish
when I put my feelings before yours.
how dare I put my own happiness
ahead of yours...

All are speak
with love
who to do love
without selfish?
Life make
a joke of love...
Who to love
without selfish?
In this question
god also not answer
without selfish
so love is very poor

You think you know me*
*Your assumption's are dire
Just in your world.

Your faded costume
Is wearing thin
Were you not comfortable,
In your own skin?
You were so much better
Inside your ugly living lies
Tell yourself that,
Next time you cry.