What I've done wrong

I'm not self depreciating

Nor am I hating

Because all that I've done wrong

Has gone and made me strong.

What I've done wrong is guess

That I'm something less than blessed

Something less than someone

Life's something less than feeling the sun

What I've done wrong is lie

To myself and look around

As opposed to recognizing

That I'm not lost or found.

What I've done wrong is dwell

On the wrong things I have done

Instead of admitting not perfect

But I'm an amazing someone.

What I've done wrong is been

Afraid of happiness and success

So afraid to strive for

What I know is my best

Poems are always honest

The souls anatomy

There's much more within

Than I'd admit there to be.