#41 Out of my depth

It's happened. Again.

It feels kind of insane

How often it's said

That I'm in over my head



Everything is rushing

I'm embarrassed and blushing

Because I should understand

But I'm really not the wanted man



Let me step back and explain

I went to shot the moon but hit a plane

I aimed way too high, and fell on my ass

I wanted to graduate when I needed to stay in class



Learning to reign myself in is not a skill I possess

I tend to go for too much so end up with less

Find myself claiming I'm far more than I am

A hollow shell of a shadow of a man



So as an intruder, I hide my heart

I try my best to act the part

And sometimes, I succeed

I do exactly what I need



I've felt an intruder the entire time

Like an accomplice in some sordid crime

Then people congratulate me after

Pat me on the back and say with laughter



How well I did, impressive and cool

Yet if on that day, I feel a fool

I'll believe them. And pledge to aim higher

Jump willingly from the frying pan, and into the fire.



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