A Sad Time

Its a sad time for me. Covered from head to toe in insecurities. All I do is try and cover for my mistakes. My misjudgments. My displacement... But what about those times of joy? Gone within a blink of an eye. It seems that my world would be one of pity. but no its not pity more like a self hatred that runs deep. It covers my heart with hard lace and frosted glass. Covering me in something for show. I used to glow. Like a bright light. That was also just for show. A lie filled to the brink. dishonest and out of synch. Thats my story for now. Im just a show and a sad story. A sad time.