I'M Dissapointed

I'm dissapointed not in you or my cryptic creeky teacher but myself Every action I make cripples me further and further into this dark whole that sucks me in like quicksand and my only little bit of sanity is closing my eyes and forgetting its there You can't forget your problems they are everywhere thriving surviving night and day morning and evening They don't sleep They survive because we feed them thoughts our thoughts are the mana of our inner demons The more we give them, the more power they obtain You know you will never be enough but you know that already It's the dream and opportunity to be more than yourself to be what you think your damn parents wanted you to be well I have news for you and my ignorant self They want you to be happy and sucessful not the framework of a fake Van Gogh It doesn't matter what they used to tell you or subtly enforce You are yourself and have a solid course. Perfectionism is overated Saying words and meaning them are two different things every lyrical lumpy line isn't immaculate but poetry is the mode of freedom that has no goal The objective is completion and changing lives through black ink like seeping into their soul and gifting them with another side of a mirror mounted to a wall.