right or wrong?

which one belongs to me this time?
if only i just knew these things
maybe i'd have a better angle.
where does one find so much faith in themself?

im sick to death of being told im wrong.
maybe i'm actually right?
maybe i just have to believe that.

but then isn't that just arrogance?
which brings me back to square one.


this isn't a poem, i just hit a new line after each thought.