Limbo

Feel like im lost stuck in a place from which i cannot extricate myself limbo, but still i grind least as time passes and others succeed i grow green with envy indo, my hind sight as yours twenty twenty and i bear the full weight of my actions or lack there of, as i reap the fruits of my complacency the arrogant seed i sowed, my irrational belief in myself come back to haunt me my very own double edged sword, irrational self belief yet i believe myself a failure thats an oxymoron ain't it, i am the one yet i ain't it, guess i am full of it but i ain't eat, guess somewhere along the line my misdeeds have me losing the plot missing deeds, maybe if i had done more and if asked if i tried my best i could truthfully say i did this would be more bearable. bear with me though i know the end of the road i am far from which is partly the reason for the melodrama, always the optimist yet i recognize my glass clearly stands half empty