Me

Me, Me, Me, the three of us are our own crowd. I don't buy much for Me. But I've been told I buy far too much for Me. Which never leaves Me enough for Me.

We all try to please Me. But I find most people don't care about Me. Other people are accepted by Me. But those same people never took Me for me.

I've often wondered how would they find Me. But then of course why would they ever look for Me. It's quite lonely for Me. I've done all I can to look after Me. But I'm not truly good for Me.

So many people are all about Me, Me, Me. So why do I have so much trouble just being Me?