I am living such fulfilling life; i go to bed with my stomach full, my heart content.
While my younger siblings suffer; their stomach growling from hunger, their hearts and minds never at ease
I, pay no mind to their suffering, for i have forsaken such young beings; unwillingly
Forgive me, oh, my little ones, for i have failed you, yet, again
( PS, this may be the first piece of work I've written, and i am hoping to learn and would appreciate criticism; this is just raw emotions of mine. )