What I believed was fun,

Was in reality, a reputation killer.

My good morals I would abandon,

to act like I was younger.

For I was unloyal in all of my relationships,

Just for the chance to believe I was "hip".

I wished to be happy and wanted, 

For these people to love me.

I believed that the acts that I had commited

Would be the things that compensate this spree.

One day, I met a man,

Who I had treated the same as the rest.

Although he almost ran, 

He stayed with me and became the best.

I am much more mature

Than I ever was before.

Although I am still learning

I think I will alway be blooming.