Indecisive yet boastful 
How much longer must I suffer
For your mistakes 
No amount of words
Can justify why
I'm surrounded by fakes 

How quickly do I forget 
Like dust swept in the wind
No answer just silence 

It is knowledge that opens the door
Yet others follow in their misery
An unachievable dream
With chance never taken 
Into consideration 
Here I lay in my own company