A Faulty Character

I fear the weaknesses of a faulty character, oblivious to ignorance, chastised with envy, preoccupied by doubt, held up by the scares of tragedy, and settling for all things materialistically great and self-important. I cringe to the spears of denial and their meaningless rant. I desperately attempt to rid my self of the fears of a faulty character, so complex and innate to our human nature. I feel designed for a greater endeavor then the loathing of a empty life of self-indulgences.