Leech's Friends
I love each of my friends to death, and I hate myself for treating them all like crap. I know I'm not the best of people. An egotist, so inconsiderate, I'm a jerk. I hear this too often. It keeps me up at night, much like this one. The problem is easy to fix, but hard to apply the correction. I need help. I ask to all of you. Those who hate me, others that resent me, and most that loath. Please help. Help me with your anger, help me be a better friend, help me to better understand myself. It sucks to be alone. Any one can tell you that. I'm admitting it. The richest man can count his friends in one hand. My open palm set no limits to whom may grasp it. Now I'm reaching, If there was any kindness, please reflect it Or better your self. Give no pity, only acknowledgement. Emotion separates the animals from man, But still selfishness keeps man out of the jungle.
?O the angst, haha it?s my turn.?