No one rightfully lives without a need to learn and without mistakes
I wasn't ready to learn how much I've lost due entirely to my hubris
Oh I'd acknowledged that I was terrible human, over a space of time
Found umbrage in any disagreement, my list of friends single digits
My own path filled with falls, thus I aimed upon how brave I'd been
Had I chosen to be grateful, my path wouldn't have been impossible
I'd required my life to be lived without accusations, with no debate
Not a life lived without accusations as is due to one lived perfectly
My life was lived with corrections due to flaws but indignantly
I was owned by pride and my acts to remind me was an "attack"
I've dissected my past, my ego or self esteem, found my lack
