Are you sad? They ask

Will you ever be happy? They wonder

Maybe now you finally understand reality

Realize everyone's levels of morality

Maybe now you see how fleeting life is

And how forever is only after death's kiss

"I am a wounded animal,"

I thought all my life,

"I'll always be broken."

But a funny thing happens

when you realize

we were not born whole.

I'll put together the pieces I've got

and thank God I didn't shatter.

I push you away.

You say you'll love me

as "I am",

but I'm drowning between

self acceptance and asking to be cared for

within Selfish Depths.

The Ocean of Uncertainties

tosses me around

and I reach out

to You.