Riding Self Pity

My feelings are ready to go
on a self-driven pity ride,
my emotions become the fuel
from the tears that fall inside.

I feel sorry for myself
when I cannot get it right,
I cry and whine about it
making self hate my fight.

I go with every moment
that has me in despair,
I'm not riding comfortably
when life doesn't seem fair.

When I think much of myself
the rains pour down on me,
if I've chosen to be pleasant
then the sun will set me free.

I should weather every storm
and forget my many woes,
I can feel the warmth inside
every time a calm wind blows.

I shall face my own problems
instead of riding in self pity,
underneath the cloudy sky
I ride through my broken city.

The shadows of my life past
are always there to haunt,
i can overcome my pains
if that's what I really want.

If you choose to take this ride
with me through my city,
watch out for the storms
that come from my self pity.