The Selfish, The Fool and The Wool

 I’m really going to try and help myself right now and let everyone else live their own lives. Just as they are right now, without me. Thoughtlessly going about their day. Walking around from place to place with no thought of what is truly going on. Maybe even a little whistle. They don’t care because everything is dandy in their world that they've created in their warped mind, where nothing is there to bother them, no nuisances. They don’t care about you. They are selfish. They think there’s no problem and expect to come right back as if nothing happened. Selfish. I'm going to subtract myself. Why should I hold the weight of someone else’s lack of insight of what is truly happening? Not caring what I’m feeling and just go about their day. Who is the one hurting and thinking about it all? The fool. Which would be me. So now I’ve taken the ropes and live my life the way it was before them and keep going. You do you, I’ll do me. Drama. Who the heck still creates drama? We’re too old for that shit. I’ve never experienced this before and I think this is why I’m so hurt and angry. It’s exhausting. I actually realized it when I felt the weight holding me down. I’m too exhausted to have that life. They go on their day like you don’t exist. You do the same. I can’t have drama dragged to my table. Those who’ve hurt me do not deserve the satisfaction of hurting me. I have to keep saying my mantra “Not my life, Not my problem” when I feel them draining me. It hurts to let go of those I really love, but this pulled my eyes wide open. I will not have the wool over my eyes from this point on. They honestly don’t care about me; they brought selfish to my table. I will not have anyone else drain me. I don’t deserve it, and now I will walk life with letting go. It’s okay, we can talk about what’s going on in your life. We don't always need to talk about me, because your voice needs to be heard too. You are the one who is sitting next to me. Not those who walk by selfishly. So, how’s life?