FALLIBLE

All my life there has been

An argument between

To love or loathe within

I am fallible

I ask what there is to love

And convincing me is tough

For I don't know I'm enough

I am fallible

Perfection is a myth

And I note that even with

Good intentions I submit

I am fallible

My ego is bruised

And life is amused

Because it's all a ruse

And I am fallible

I hope someday to live

With wisdom to perceive

Slow judge and quick forgive

For I am fallible.