there is a part of me that wants to get better,
there is a part of me that is tired of the bullshit i put myself through
the only reason i know this because every year
i make a vow to get better
a vow to look at the world in a different light
and lets be honest,
resolutions never make it to the end of the year
so when i falter a month and a half in
do not blame me
because i swear i am trying,
because between all of the tears and pointed fingers and blame
there was a time,
if only for a moment
where i looked god in the face, and said
fuck you,
i am trying,
and that is damn well good enough for now.
