When I'm alone,
I reminisce
Back to the days.
The days when
I feel very
Perspicacious about my work.
The days when
I was
Obstreperous.
The times when
I desecrate
My own family.
The times when
I am
Fallacious to people.
The moments when
I disappointed
The people wjo cared for me.
The moments when
I feel so
Minuscule to everyone.
The seconds when
I felt
Asphyxiated.
The seconds when
I embarass
everyone I love
To the readers,
Who read this may
Think this is a
Dichotomy of who I am.
My impression
Is an
Illusion.
