I have to tell myself
I'm a good person.
It doesn't always
come easy to me.
I feel the weight
of my weaknesses
and mistakes
all too often.
At times it gets to me.
This was a problem
in the past that I am
still working through.
This poem is boring
and for that I apologize.
I am not here to
mythologize myself.
The drunkenness
is nothing worth
exploiting for gain.
A quiet and still mind
is more focused.
This is where I am
and where I wish to be.
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