I measure myself against the man in the mirror.
I read my shortcomings like a list in the lines on my lips.
Etched there in obsolescence and ash.
Though I am self-made, self-taught, self-sufficient, I am still deficient.
My net worth only higher than white trash because any integer is greater than zero.
Overconfidence is a flimsy shield.
I'm so tired.
11:45 p.m. - 2015-05-21
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