Murder me, but not the kid!

I tried to protect them all.

Because I valued them all.

And certainly disliked them being others'. 

I was a selfish kid!

But, they left me.

I wept,

Yesterday, like a kid.

Today, like an adult.

I know, seasons change.

I have been a victim of the change.

I am again, left alone.

But, now that I am little grown up, you see.

So, I think like an adult, you know.

What I figured out was that I never loved myself truly in spite of being an established narcissist, with all the pride I carry.

Today, I love myself, and decides to protect me, my soul,

For I have to live longer.

Decades will come to hurt me again, I know.

But, I will survive. 

Because, I love myself.

All I pray is, "God! Murder not  my kid within, in my fight to exist in this world of inconsistencies."

I will protect myself.

I will be kind, yet again,

Unlike the so-called fighters of the world.