I have a bad habit of talking about or thinking about myself more than others.
I don’t like how I relate everything to myself.
In situations where someone feels down, as much as I think I am being helpful, trying to relate to it isn't.
Listening and taking in what they’re saying, agreeing where you can, is what I need to be doing. What makes someone so important that they should only be thinking about themselves? It’s okay having some days, especially after something has happened, but you have to get your head out of your ass at one point or another.
  Everybody has issues, and everybody is hurt in some way. Why make it worse for the collective by only caring about your needs? Of course, you should care for yourself and give yourself the energy and time.
How is the world supposed to change if we are stuck in a cycle of ourselves? Technology and social media are only making it worse. 
Some people may not care, and that is fine. However, in the end, what did it all matter?
Will you become something? Built on injustice and self-pity? People hate to hear it, but there are always more significant problems. Everything passes.
It is so easy to get caught up in the middle of something. It’s how we take care of it that’s the issue. 
We rely so much on something or someone or a special event that will make us happy, that we finally get it and never appreciate it.
We lose it and don’t give it the love it deserves. Then we sit in regret or wallow in what happened. Everything has already happened.
It is done.
When is it time to let go? How long must we sit with it in our minds and guts? 
Where are the morals that make us us anymore? Is the nagging voice not in everyone?
Do better, love better, help the ones you love. Does no one else hear it under the problems of their mind?
What we will post next on Instagram, how to get them to text back, and the next person we will be with.
Does no one else hear the voice telling them the right thing to do?
Does everyone have it and choose to ignore it? How do you go about doing that?
Is there a pit in your stomach?
Do you get nauseated?
How do you not care? Have you seen no love? 
How do you ignore the right thing for anyone who has been in love, had someone who loved them, and cared for them? Or is it easy with every distraction? 
We ignore each other, thinking only about ourselves.
When we only think about ourselves, we lose one another.
This seems so easy to understand, but it’s a lesson we must learn repeatedly.
It is a lesson I have had to learn repeatedly.