Months ago I believed in very selfish ideals.
I believed because I wouldn’t die that it wouldn’t be my problem.
But then I learned about the people around me, close to me.
People were dying and although it wasn’t me, there were parts of me I’ll never to get to see again.
It wasn’t my fault but I thought of the idea that I could be.
Perhaps next time It won’t a loss to make my lessons learned.