I Got Over It Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Anyone who believes someone else lives...
For the purpose of sacrificing their dreams,
To permit the fulfillment of one who demands it...
While they sit to make excuses,
Procrastinate AND complain?
With a gathering of others who are just as crazed,
And lazy?
Yet expect sweet juices to sip from borrowed cups?
No wonder people who were once convinced to assist them,
Turn their backs and refuse not another moment,
Of their time to offer with a giving up.
No matter who declares the doing of this is selfish.

'What you've done is a selfish thing.
You should be ashamed of yourself.'

~You are right.
I 'should'. And I did with a feeling of incredible remorse.
And for about ten seconds I was riddled with guilt.
And then I got over it to make myself a banana split.
It was delicious.~