I'M a Fraud

My life now is at rock bottom,
Burning to the ground like Sodom, 
My pride alone tore me apart, 
Kept me blinded from the start.

I'm a failure and a fraud, 
I'm just a poor pathetic sod, 
Depression's nearer than ever, 
I just have to be meeker.

All my life I thought I had wings
To get me above all pesky things, 
But it was all my imagination, 
As I have already jumped before realization.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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