What is guilt,
but an indulgence
in self-pity,
an affirmation
of your own
superiority
over others?

Why do we find it
easier
to forgive
another but
ourselves,
unable to accept
flaw
in our minds?

It is perfection
that drives
our dissatisfied
minds-
the contented
simply
accept
who they are-
is it better to be the wise,
or the fool?