I scrape my motivation off the
Pretend that I can face another
I might appear to go on as before,
But am not really here. What can I say?
It’s self-indulgent to
Like this, so I try not to, but
I realize that this is “Me,
Who are these other people who
Through life? They have problems, too. I know that.
Start with compassion. That’s what Buddha said.
What conclusion am I to arrive
Who knows? Must drag myself out of this bed
Each day, and it's getting very
I guess that it is just the same