I found this one in my archives and thought it would be appropriate for now, not that I need to hear it, but just because. Actually I am over any bad feelings that came up lately, but had to read it and now publicize it. We, or many of us, have periods of depression that we live through, and being sorry for self is probably normal for most.
Sorry for Self 2016-60
To wail and bemoan, beat my chest
and cry the tears that flow
like rain upon the ground below.
To tell the world how sorry I am
for self and how sad the days are
from sunup to nights darkness gloom.
To look for sympathy from others
when things are so very bad;
just to help me through the day.
To admit to all that I’m not so strong
when faced with pressures beyond the
norm, the different, the standard.
To want to bare the soul, the mind,
for any to see, how vulnerable I am
as far as self, the person of I.