you call it self pity
I am sad this way-
not for selfish reasons.
My soul needs to explore
its seperate seasons.
It may be on a quest
to forget the rest...
but I need to explore this terrible
mess.
I am not myself, sorry
for my pain...
and I certainly see it... as no such
game.
I'll view my soul
(truth's little hole)
and slowly
I will become whole.
By Carrie Allison.