I am a bitch,
Full of pride & hatred,
Hated by many loved by few,
I’m rude on the face,
& know how to make enemies.
Full of sorrows,
I perceive my world.
Attitude & egoistic
Are words used to describe me,
By those who I thought were mine.
May be I am,
What they call me,
May be I am worse.
In this maze of I’s,
Am I lost or is it again my ego.
What do I do?
How do I know what am I?
If I base it on other’s opinions –
I am satan. Isn’t there any good in me?

Or is this too some sort of selfishness.