How selfish would it be.....

Ive had... a bad time of late. Ive tried to talk, Ive tried to let it out.

I love those who are close to me, but sometimes I wonder if they hear themselves.

"How selfish would it be."

And while Im gasping in air through clenched teeth to carry on, to fucking not give up, to just check not check out:

"How selfish would it be"

And the tears fall, and the whole world turns, and you hold out a hand to be pulled toward any, some kind of light, but you bring back:

"How selfish would it be"

Give me back my hand. I would never wish this on any one. But until you have been here, give me back my hand. You dont know this. 

Breath. Inhale. Exhale. 

Those holding out a hand, are not those throwing lines.

These are the ones that lead you, when you know you're fucking blind.

The hands held out in solice, 

The ones held out for me,

I now understand the term, and see:

How selfish would it be.....