Failure

A heavy presence stands upon me

I just cant seem to understand why,

everything I do, everything inside me

always falls a little short in time.

No. Wait. I can't think like that

it only causes limitations on myself 

to think like that is to say I'm a failure without

even trying so what's the point in lying

trying and doing is what makes me better

but without the right mindset and support

I'm stuck in a gutter of doubt.

Where believing is the only way out.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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