I’m a failure. Get up!

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Despite how others see, I’m not a bad guy
ang, God says I’m not 1 of the mannered clean
In my truth, I think myself a scapegoat to the sober

I hate my self more than grave & family by hindsight
‘m locked in a cage sewn shut by crisis after crisis
These bruised neurons search for keys from ego
Never to materialize by twisting of bones