Esoteric Reality

(I will always be the lonely one)

The old adage goes that you only accept toxic people in your life

To get the self-righteous feeling of helping someone less fortunate

And for years I felt like I was one of these noble men

Saving others from drowning in a sea of ignorance and fake fix me ups

But as time has worn down my young naïve mind I realize that I've always been the toxic one

I've done nothing more than step on the heads of those trying to float around me

I've sacrificed others in an attempt to prolong this misery that is my lack of knowledge to my own disease

So the question becomes

Do I deserve to suffer in the exact parallel that I put countless others through