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.