Your Self-Centeredness Poem by RIC BASTASA

is this world all about you?
if is not about your book it will
be about your trip
or about your family
your roots and
ambitions, and... i am dizzy
about these matters
for you make me revolve around
you and you are never such
a glorious sun anyway, and i wonder
why you do not have so many friends
why you lurk in the dark and cry over
your past and fear the future, and
when i start telling you that this is
not going the right way you show your
real nature, a hungry beast wanting
to devour anybody who comes your way.

your depression is getting to be infectious
and i do not like it. Sorry but i must go and
find someone else. Take care, be happy. So long.