This spell.

When it makes sense,
That you’re not enough,
But it still hurts like hell.
More that they are feeling it,
In this unfair time,
This spell.

When you want to fix the world,
But you are only you.
When you want to paint a rainbow,
But the sky will not turn blue.

When you’re given,
The painful wake up call.
That your focus has quietly shifted.  
The guilt is something else,
But the self indulgent cloud?
It’s lifted.