Supporters, encourager, well wishers so few, because you are always thinking about you. Value you can’t see in others’ talents, achievements or deeds because it doesn’t suit your selfish needs. Their shine turns you dark inside as you envy their creation; slow to praise yet quick to judge you criticize without hesitation. The evil sickness infects your heart and mind; malevolence is easy, why struggle to be kind? Devoid of joy, some of our souls are slums; pain cutting deep at our spirits and still we don’t understand where it comes from.