An endless array of mistakes
That's all I am
If I ever do anything right
Maybe I explode off sight
Cause all I ever seem to do
Is mess up left and right
I say the wrong thing
Make the wrong joke
Care what you think
Get in trouble when I don't
All I can think about
Is why am I this way
Why cant I figure out the game
And play with the normal people
Who know how to make their mom love them
Even when their drunk
To forgive and forget
And move on
I thought people make mistakes
But why does no one act that way
All I do is fuck up.
And now here I am
Crying because there is no one to love
I'm the problem
I know this now
Because whenever I'm sad no one is around
And I love too much not to care
But I should know that this feeling will follow me everywhere
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Ode to All the Girls that Never Fit
PoetryTo all the girls who never felt good enough, small enough, or pretty enough... this is for you. No upload schedule, just whenever I write a poem.
