My immaturity has hindered me once again.
Insecurities have developed and have overwhelmed.
I pretend that my life is fine,
When in reality,I have become week.
My will is has lost momentum.
My dreams feel out of reach or past due.
I look in the mirror and say "who are you?"
A shadow of my former self is what is left behind. Like a building ready to be erected.
I must once again place the bricks in a configuration to actually achieve a stable foundation.
Though this is unrealistic at the point.
Until my stubborn mind can see past my debilitating indulgences and wrong decisions.
I must reinstate a conscience.
WITH HONEST AMBITION!
Acknowledge the more mature voice of reasoning that commands the child inside be put in timeout, AND
Aspire to a persona kin to my age.
The chore is distasteful and humiliating at best.
”For I am in no need for Help!"
"I need not the advice of of a person of accredited higher learning!"
"I AM KIN TO SUPERMAN and will only hurt the ground when I jump off the cliff!“
Clearly my right mind has left me.
It is hard to admit that my faults have once again hindered my attempts at a acceptable life.
That I have once again dug a hole to deep to see life.
That I must again be slapped with a hammer to knock what little sense I had back into my brain.
To remember myself, I must replenish confidence
re-establish correct actions
Ensuring future decisions will have a firm step on the ground.
Allowing placement of manhood, that age has molded, TOO SHOW!
IN ALL ASPECTS OF LIVING!
But talk is cheap and rambling get you nowhere so I stop talking and act.
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