Painfully aware of all I do not know

of each mistake

of all my missing strengths

it isn’t even perfectionism

just the truth

that my brain can’t hold

all I wish it would

that my missing talents prevent

consistent excellence

like I love.

I love to excel

I love to impress

I’m most enamoured with

continuous progress

So much so that

I am regularly suprised

at how well I do perform

and how many people do

stick around and still love me

because I failed to appreciate

all I do know

all I can do

all I am

too distracted by

what isn’t me

Yet!

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)