self poem

 
 
 
       one doesn't get what one wants more times than not, if at all(depending on said thing); it does hurt like a sharp object to the soul, but one has no choice but to be "content" with that and to appreciate what is....
 
      the truth about me is that despite whatever "good" traits i do have, i will always be "introvert" at heart and a "runner" overall....
 
those are truths that i can accept about myself....