doubt

I want no excuses

I bear hand in my destruction

And you best believe

I want my due credit

 

However it be

With boat far out at sea

Or the waves coming 

Up to me

 

I want to travel some places

Love some people

Not much more

 

There is pride though

And at my base greed

But that and more

 

I sleep when I can

Try to forgive myself

And change who I am

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