Please Forgive This Truly Rotten Person - Poem by Mary Nagy
How can I be happy
when I know you are so sad?
It's impossible for me to forget
all the troubles you are going through.
Why do I try?
Am I selfish for wishing I didn't care?
Sometimes I get so angry at myself
because I want to be happy.
I don't want to think of you
But then I think of you.
You are so sad.
You are so depressed
You turn to me as if I can help
but, I can't help.
I don't know how.
All I can do is say I care...
because I do.
I really do!
But, is caring enough?
Is it really enough to make a difference?
I fear it isn't.
So then I'm angry
because I feel like I'm letting you down.
I should be able to do something.
But, I can't.
What type of rotten person
must I be...........
to get upset because I'm sad
Isn't that the ultimate in selfishness
to feel angry that your happiness
is being disrupted by another's pain?
I'm sorry for being so selfish.
I wish I knew how to help you.
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