There are days where I am not capable of the amount of love you deserve,
There are days where I am more sinner than saint,
And I am so sorry for that because you deserve so much better,
But I am not better,
I am simply a work in progress,
A poor soul trapped in a world it doesn't belong in,
Who am I?
Who am I to dictate to others right from wrong when I cannot fix myself?
Who am I to lecture those who followed the same footprints as me?
Who am I?
Who am I?
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Jai Storm
An avid writer who utilizes real life experiences and places them delicately onto paper for others to live vicariously through.
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