It’s easy to call me self-ish, self-absorbed, self-indulgent
Yet another person obsessed with her-self
Stories about my-self always on the tip of my self-ish tongue
Pity me please, “It’s worse for me than it is for you”
This is what it wants to say – And all too often does.
That battle I fought against my-self for so long
The battle that therapy taught me could only be won
By thinking of my-self and learning to be self-ish.
But it’s hard to turn that off, no matter how much I try
I want to show you I care but my self-ishness won’t allow it.
See, I’m obsessed with my-self – that you already know –
But it’s in the most unhealthy and destructive way.
I’m always thinking of my-self, often only my-self
And how to prevent that battle repeating it-self
It appears that therapy taught me that I should love my-self
Appreciate my-self and put my-self first for a healthy life
But my self-ishness is not about love, just self-obsession
Obsession with a body and mind detached from my-self.
There was a time when “self” wasn’t in my vocabulary
Now that it is though, I dislike my-self even more.