I am faulty.
Living with my faulty decisions,
Trying to make them perfect;
Though it would remain imperfect.
Easy trust I seem to grow.
Shouldn't have done that.
Now regret is all left,
Imperfect is me and my life.
Falling and not learning everytime;
Has become my habit.
Would return back to hating world,
That's how I continue living my faulty life.
Me and my faults;
Would try to show it isn't anything.
Deep inside I know,
Wouldn't want everybody to know.
Humiliated the less I feel;
Shame would remain.
Now its no more shyness,
Its more fear.
All is my fault,
No one responsible.
I must face things,
I prepared for myself.
I'm a foolish.
Went around like a crazy,
Should have stop stupidity.
Wouldn't have to bear things now.
Mistakes I made,
Are regretful;
But, mistakes would be done still.
I would still be proud.
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PoetryI wanted to let things out of me Feel free to do the same and share whatever you have :-) Or you can help me edit because that is definitely required. Wherever you see mistake 👈(point it out for me) OH! And and....and read- "Those eyes are Judgy"...
