The root of all evil

I always thought I was good
A person of great moral stands
I had the answer to every conflict
Perfect was me in a nutshell

Now I know, even I can make mistakes
I’m truly human, just like the rest
I always kept my head a little higher
But now I’m broken by the neck

One would think that this would be a great relief
A load off my back
To admit my imperfections
That I’m just like everyone else

But rather I feel that I’ve failed in my attempt
I could have destroyed the root of all evil
But how can I
When it’s inside of me as well

 

© Emma Jøsok 2015

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