Despicable me?

Think I'm starting to realize the evil side of myself.

Acts of selfishness, all in the hope that I keep myself afloat in the drowning world. In hope that I can fend and protect myself in a place where you can't tell who is real anymore; or who you can trust at all.

Not that I have thoughts of achieving my goals on the expense of others, it's more of the possibilities of how I can avoid things that could jeopardize my wellbeing. Am I being selfish?

I think so.

But it's been long enough that I've kept quiet; many people have trampled over me and Scot-free. Happily enjoying life by doing what's borderline acceptable. Time to put my guard up and watch over my back.