i read the list
all of it makes sense
and in an instant
i dont remember
the words

my heavy heart
cringes
my eyes blur in
solitude
it is all true

failure is normal
just another symptom
of my gifted mind
wired wrong from
day one

i read the list again
hoping it has changed
convincing myself
this is not why
im a genius and a mess

author artist poet
friend lover confidant
son brother nephew
all fall short
somewhere

not enough to be complete
sufficent in quantity
lacking in depth
hiding my voice
and inexperience

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