Me me me.....

At the start, there was me. And then, there was everybody besides me. At a time, there comes hope, joy and happiness. There was me no more, more to us. Suddenly all hope, joy and happiness becomes sad, suffering and depression and there was me and me alone to bear, all on my head, my heart, my life. I could never become whole again, castaway.
After some time, hope comes again. There was me, him, her and everybody else. For all their joy and happiness, I thought I was me no more, I was assured. But all delusions cant take me no more. I was becoming me amongst the hope, joy and laughter, us. Maybe me cannot became us again. In the end, there was me, all me and me alone, again.