Saturday, November 25, 2017

Ill-Conceived

Why is it that my plans are so ill-conceived
That my hair is standing on end
From all the mistakes that I've made
For the thoughts of harm
The people I've hurt
Though physically they are standing fine
Are made to last

Those bruises that show up on my face
From all the teasing
And bullying
I've had to go through
For all the times that you made me doubt myself
And all the times that you pushed me down

Only for ME
To do the utmost important thing to do
Which is getting up once more
To do the things that I love
To love things with all my heart

I think that once you try to see the other side of the moon
Then you will understand the one thing that life doesn’t get
The only thing that will make mistakes

Is you