My convictions are true
but my virtue is absent

I’m full of thought
but fail in action

I’m looking for love
only finding frustration

Continuously stumbling back
into aberration

I hide behind words
in fear of emotion

Unable to admit
how fully I’m broken

I try to escape
but my feet are grounded

Standing atop the turmoil
I so foolishly founded

I feel myself fall
and know better than to fight it

Yet I reach out in vain
still trying to right it