Ode to the Underachiever
I'm falling back into my old ways.
I wish the urge to change would stay.
I'm falling—
back in love with the thought
that used to comfort me
when I was numb.
I'm falling...
And I don’t know how this happened.
I thought I was done.
The scars had faded.
I smiled more.
But now I’m falling—
back into the darkness
that once tore my world apart.
Soon, the scars will return.
The smile will vanish.
I am no longer
the person you see—
just a shadow
of what I could never be.
Just an echo
of what I never achieved.
Copyright © Sarah Moncada | Year Posted 2016
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