To fall short of their expectations
to become a form of nothingness
a clone of a fragile sort
to feel the shame of all creation.
Just darkness without light
a pathetic starless sky
never to see moonlight or a sunrise
and I expertly convince myself that I am not living this lie.
What is worse? Than only having myself to blame for my fate?
To fall short of my own expectations
to become my own worse enemy
to let my weakness become strong, and strengths become weak.
How backwards, such a statement seems to be
If Humanity is to have a fear, fear unworthiness
fear insecurity, cause then no one can help,
fear these brewers of sinful nothingness
that is all caused by self.
~W.O.H
