you think I know how things are
how to use a particular object
how to be a lady
and apply the behavior
sometimes I do things
with no brain
I either have spasms in my mind
or a ghost likes to play mind games
or maybe I am simply clueless
to what I attune to
it could be that I am a zombie
or I may have had some brain surgery
in which I wasn't ever informed of
when it comes time to do whatever
there is always that one chance
where I either get it right
or I fall to the depths of my heart
when I fall
I get irritated
I question my ability
to accomplish anything
I know I can do better
than what I did in front of you
just now
but irritation spread quickly
like a burning wildfire
the rage in me
can't withstand the fact
that I messed up
and I continued to do so
what is an accident
and what is a mistake?
is there a difference
between the two
in which I get faulted for
I always try to be better
but success has teeth
yet bitterness
has yet to consume me
I get told
to do this a certain way
and I succeed
but on such days
I don't
mistakes are a chain reaction
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Stillettos of Life
ПоэзияA riveting, gut-wrenching poetry book about my life. I won't go in depth about what the poems in this book are truly about, as I can hope that you either can figure it out for yourself or just move on as if you knew these poem's meanings all along...
