The Seven Deadly Sins
Why do I take all these things I don't need?
Emotional hunger, emotional greed.
Don't have contentment yet,
All these things I must get.
I deserve compensation
For my feelings of deprivation.
I won't do it right so why do it at all?
Why try to climb when you'll certainly fall?
I must bury myself under the earth,
So others cannot judge my worth.
Tell me I'm beautiful, worth your desire.
Is the shame in buying or being for hire?
Do I take too much and give too little;
Is my ego simply too brittle?
Emotion, emotion swirling inside,
Simply too much for me to hide.
To hold it would give myself pain and dread:
Perhaps I'll give it to others instead.
Benign and malign:
Is only one truly evil?
Can I still want what isn't mine
Or will I cause too much upheaval?
One serves to motivate, the other only desecrate.
Will they say to know the crime,
To get my thoughts back in line?
What will fill this hole inside?
Many dishes have I tried.
Emotional need is what I must feed
And so my heart continues to bleed.
But what I crave is still amiss
So I'll keep doing whatever's this.
I'm better than you. I'm better than you!
Or am I afraid that this is not true,
That I am unworthy and you'll call my bluff?
Please tell me I'm good enough.
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