i beg myself for another chanceknowing it's one i won't take i ask and i ask and i askbelieving that i will actually take itthe next time around i push my luck but i've never had it run outit's this, that this, excuses up, down, and eventually all around how much longer must i lie to myself to avoid what needs to be owned. i need more to ignoreso i know there's still somewhere were blame can be...

It’s a second-guessingselling yourself short on the stardust within It’s cause?no trust in your only toolleaving headspacefor superstitions of thepresent and their high demand.  Everything obscured by clouded judgment in our everyday lives rampages once againbrought back to the limelight Second-guessing only smothersnascent embers in their most vulnerable hour