Wasted

I was once less good
When my vision was clear
I did less listening
When I could perfectly hear…
Selfishness was abundant
Like years when you are five-
But it’s when I changed,
Emptiness would thrive…
I keep taking steps
On this wiser road-
And while I’ve learned much
The heavier is the load.
I can’t help but wonder
Why I continue to stay,
When the path is so lonely
Am I just in the way?
Why am I wasted
When I’m finally who I should be?
You became loneliness
And all I couldn’t hear or see.