Tumbling Mountain

I try and try,

but it never buys.

I beg and plead,

but it never fullfils my need.

I erase more and more,

But the veil has tore.

The plans I break,

Take the person I make.

The goals I cajole,

end up in a hole.

when I started to believe in myself,

The mountain I built tumbles without stealth.

No need to rebuild,

No need to join the guild.

Just to sit here,

To my thoughts drunk on burning beer.

"You're not good enough," the liars voice said.

And so the thoughts go inside my head.

The End

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