It’s All Me

I know my flaws,

I have too many.

Too blunt, too honest,

attempting to be funny.

It can tire a person out,

after a while.

So I’ll remain alone,

accompanied by my smile.

I enjoy it while it’s here,

although I know,

it eventually leads to tears.

It’s my own fault.

I am to blame.

Not anyone else,

you know by name.

I’m a loser,

At a winner’s game.