Crack In A Loud Corner

Rights, stripped down and away

Pride, isn’t as safe as it pretends to be

It’s a shell of disappointment leading to a fall

Everyone, owes, me

Negative balance wherever I walk

Mirror my best friend or so I think in my selfish thoughts

And I wonder if any seasoning remains in my salt

Been praying in private to God, head down, regarding talk, regarding my carefree attitude when I walk

Been praying to be humbled and recover opportunities I may have fumbled.

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