But what is the purpose of This
If not to resolutely change one's self?
Enduring so many an adjustment
Without a significant difference
In the end
Is an injustice to even having tried
To see so many imperfections in one reflection
Turns my stable state of mind
I feel the need to seek this change
To transform what I am
And have been for so long
But with every step I take
A sense of failure follows
I fear that the loss of time
And heart I put into This
Will deter me from ever seeking change again
In this excuse for a life
