Sonnet for one's self

When do I start thinking about myself?
When do I remember to care for my own health?
When do I stop worrying about everything you say?
When do I remember the debts I must pay?
When do you stop asking for everything from me?
When do I remember my own right to liberty?
When do you consider fixing your own mess?
When do I remember the toils of selflessness?
When do you realise that I won’t always be around?
When do I recall the solutions to my own problems have not been found?
When do you consider the issues that I have to face?
When do I remember that I have to find my own place?

Is the pressure of the World too much for my body, will I implode?
Or does the pressure come from within me, enough pressure to explode?