SELFISH (A trait adapted by many)

Hello. So, here i am with a poem which portrays a story. Its a simple poetry but what it conveys is important. So, here we go.



There lived a girl, some about thirteen,
The age was new, she just entered the teens.
She thought about others, more than herself,
Her parents taught her, put yourself in the end.

Her priorities were, to help others.
Although she was aware, it would be tough.
And as she grew, some about eighteen,
Everything seemed obsolete, as she entered the university.

She made new friends and loved them the most.
But after a time, this came to an end.
Every penny was counted,
which she lend.

When she stood by herself, and stepped out her adobe,
she realized, nothing she owns.
No- one in the world stood by her side,
When she needed the most, her friends were out of sight.

 Soon she understood, reality of this dark world.
Her parents died in a road crash, now she was alone.
Nobody helped her, in hard times.
Although, she lend a helping hand to everyone she like.

Situations made her rude, like others were to her.
The INNOCENT girl was lost somewhere.
She became self centered, and worked hard.
Soon she succeeded, Jealousy invaded Darth.

She was titled SELFISH, after her changed behavior,
She never bothered or craved anybody's appreciation.
She kept working to become enough capable,
And reached heights unimaginable.

Now, she is old. whenever she looks back,
There's a smile on her wrinkled face, saying " Whole world is hypocrite."
She's proud of herself, She never broke down.
She's PROUD to be SELFISH, that's what time demands now.