The world gathered upon your hands
However you cannot live to be the ruler
As an insecurity pricks to your understanding

It creeps upon you every single night
Never allowing you to fall fast asleep
Because such a flaw never fades from your sight

The ghost of everyday society creeps in
Telling you to immediately reconstruct
Such a born-to-be problematic sin

Your mind screams to enter such a race
And try all the failed solutions
Causing you to miss victory upon first place

Your beautiful heart is beating like a drum
This isn't how life's arrow shot freedom
Is supposed to be cradled and loved

Such an imperfection is to be embraced and forgiven
As it's a pit stop to loudly say
That you are confidently and truly living