I want to be right!
No, you are not listening; I need to scream this in your face: I want to be in the right!
I am in the right.
I hate making mistakes.
No, you’re still not listening I must scream at you again: I hate making mistakes!
I have worked, and striven and strained, and persevered, and cried out for help
But it was still all on me, and I have tried so hard.
Others – they don’t even care!
It has really never even entered their tiny minds to even attempt to do the right thing.
All they care about is themselves, and if they knew about me they would just mock me:
What a fool for even trying!
Yet this is important to me Lord.
I see that you are in the right
And I love you for it.
And you have inspired me to emulate you.
But it is so difficult.
It is beyond me.
I pretend of course.
And if you don’t know me too well, then I can carry it off – from a distance.
But I know me only too well.
It is the gap that hurts so much.
The gap between what I want and what I manage.
Between what I love and what I do.
And that is why, in my hurt, I am screaming,
At the mirror.