neverchanging self predicament

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


i regret them all already

ou complain about how you have to pay all the bills,
you complain about how you live pay-check to pay-check,
but you have to know my uselessness lets my head resort to pills,
believe me, if i could, you’d pay for one thing and I’d pay for the rest,
but you have to know that as much as it hurts you, it hurts me.

I know, I could at least wash the dishes or take the trash out,
I know, I could at least try to turn things off when I’m done,
but you know just as well as I do that this world is a mad house.
You know just as well as I do that when it comes to thinking of life, it’s never fun.
I’m sorry that I haven’t found a job left or went through the door.

Everytime you bring these up, I say “I know,
and I’ll change.” But I never do, do I?
I guess I’ve lived up to my worth, enough to know that I am my own foe.
But just know that everytime you say it, I too want to cry.
I too feel you’re pain, being poor and having no resources.
So know that when I say I’m sorry I mean it, I just have no clean sources…

Never mind, that’s another excuse for my worthlessness.

Submitted: November 05, 2014

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I thought I had liked this before, I really enjoyed reading it.

Wed, December 24th, 2014 3:52pm

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