My Secret

This was something I couldn’t tell anyone, my true soul that could never be shared.
I am an imposter. I am not a good person. I lust after things I cannot have. I feel envious of other’s good fortune, and especially of those with skills greater than mine. This is almost everyone, as I have no skills of any use. And I constantly wish for things that I feel will make my life better, without taking any action whatsoever to achieve them.
This is who I truly am.