Practice did not make me perfect

I was told practice makes one perfect

So I practiced regularly, I did expect

To come close to perfection after months and years

But I got stuck after initial progress, and I fear

That I would never even come close to being good enough

Whatever perfection requires, I am not made of that stuff

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I have been practicing but I am self-taught

It is likely that I am unable to see my blind spots

I inadvertently keep repeating the same mistakes

And that is the reason why expected progress I do not make..

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It is possible that regular practice has made me complacent

I am not challenging myself to the same extent

As I was in the beginning, I must admit

Regular practice has now become a habit

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Practice has not made me good, but I am better than I was before

Maybe that’s enough, maybe I should stop expecting more

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