Mistakes

I made mistakes 

But those mistakes turned into intakes I act like the victim but I'm the villain thats insaneI keep wasting my time trying to figure why things go wrong But really I'm just trying to play a song Theres too much stuff that goes along I need to try to be in a book And get to bed But  i told you was the truth and in my head Except when i wanted to prove something that i wasn'tSomething that I'm not I will never be a player but i do crush a lot  Im trying everyday to prove I'm changing But all that is left Is the truth which is remaining I wish you could see what I'm going through Saying the truth which you believe is a lie that comes too Im trying to stop thats all I'm Doing but if you don't believe me Then whats the point of proving Im sorry for the intakes Im sorry for the outrage Im sorry for the insanity that i out madeIm sorry for everything that i said to you Running my mouth That wasn't fair to you Starting drama wasn't cool to do So I'm just trying to be fair to youI shouldn't have been running Running from my problems And running my mouth When i was running something that i knew nothing about That wasn't my intentionMy intention was good I just wanted the best which i never hadNow that i had itIm breaking down The war that has happened I was the hitler that started it now Im trying to fix this But somethings you cant fix The future can only tell what you undid    

This poem is about: 
Me

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