Very Reason(s).

for lost times, I am making up 

I forget what it’s like to look out for me 

so many times I choose to be second 

to deeply process your feelings more than mine

my hardest I try, to make you a goal of mine

for you to want something from me, I never want to be a let down

I forget to look out for me that sometimes I don’t know how

it may be a surprise, but most thoughts circle around you 

for you to feel my sunshine, rather than all my midnight blues 

even when I’m troubled inside, I think of your troubles too

my soul attaches to it’s empath way and it’s you I see

I transform into you, slowly detaching from myself 

and I feel you more than ever 

my needs I sometimes fight for 

countless rounds of should I choose you at this moment or should I choose this moment for me

will my selfishness be misunderstood 

to save us both at all times, I wish I could 

I must remind myself that sometimes we are responsible for being our own heroes too

I forget to stop rescuing until I am out of fire  

then I wish to have that time back to drown in the depths of my own waters 

but I’m learning that to look out for me is to look out for you too

to choose myself regardless of how you feel 

can only be understood through the real 

no love lost, but I must not lose myself 

then…I end up losing myself just a little each time

and I’m back to rescuing 

is this apart of me 

is this my purpose

I am lifted again only ready to serve again

this must be not my end