Selfless Poem by Lucky Sinner

Being selfless has got me so far
I only see people be selfish
It's always about them and rarely about me
I went with the flow tried being there for them
Swallowed my own pain dint express it
Stood by them through their ups and downs
Though I never wanted anything in return
I knew I had me for myself
But why is it hurting now
Why isn't having my self enough anymore
Why do I look for things in people to fill the void within me
Wasn't I self sufficient?
A question I keep pondering on
Who cares about anything that happens in my life
I live I die it's just going to be something I do on my own