To Much To Reflect

I feel as if I'm a fallen star

Left in it's place is a nasty scar

That anyone can sight from afar

 The scar serves as a scary reminder

I see it and want to be kinder

Yet with every passing moment I feel blinder

Lack of justification may stupidity take it's place

I'm dead last at a stand-still in this race

Missing a part of my moral base

I alone should stress over my mistake

For everything I touch seems to break

So allow me find what's mine to take

I wish to take my own stand

All I ask for is the touch of your hand

We're just duplicates made so bland

These errors of mine give me my flavor

Maybe I do need to address my behavior

But let me address it, you're doing me a favor

I wish to learn at my own regulation

Don't make me abide by your hesitation

It will only feed my aggravation

This anger will slowly starve and die

At times it takes all I have to keep it shy

Just let me turn away with a burdened sigh

The trail I'll choose won't truly be a trail

I know I can carve my own as long as my thoughts don't go stale

With a silent but powerful thought I will take sail

It won't be easy to strive through every blow

When I have reached its end only I will know

If carved right to the world I may let it show