The worst of me?

We should count it

1 I’m envious

2 I’m envious of the way that your words seem to string together an orchestra for which everyone stands up to create a defining silence of applause. 

3 I’m envious that never to the infinite I could kill my masters in the ashes of my victory, those wicked geniuses, I could never surpass them, always ten steps ahead because they lived another time, lived more and had that extra word. 

4 I’m despicable

5 I’m despicable, as I don’t write for my pleasure as much as I want to, more I do it for the attention, that fleeting love that you give me for a phrase that touches the notes of your soul, that leaves me feeling as if I had eaten ambrose. 

6 I’m the worst

7 I’m the worst because I don’t believe I’m the best, I doubt myself more than you all do. 

8 I’m the worst because I always write when I know there is an audience waiting to hear me butcher these writings, I always battle these beats when I know there are ears waiting to bathe in the blood of my screams. 

9 The worst of me is that there aren’t enough numbers to say it, but there are enough numbers to say why I’m not.

TA.