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All I want to do is good... But at every turn I take It seems its always a mistake Even when I'm right it seems I'm wrong The words I use never come out straight I talk in circles and encryptions That no one understands Not even me. I can't tell you how I feel Not because its not real But the reason is, You wouldn't understand Because I don't understand why my head is in my hands I don't know how to say, How I feel, I don't know how to portray With words Whats in my heart Whats in my mind You can search But I don't know what you'll find We are really in a bind Blaming ourselves for the others pain Are we both blind Well Its not you Its purely me in my problem Though you'll find a way to blame yourself No matter what I do, I blame myself For not helping, or doing more When I've done all I can If I'm not helping I am hurting You have said this yourself What would you say to me if I said it back It wouldn't matter now Because it wouldn't be applied I can say to you, Then you turn around and say to me But the both of us are stuck in a circle and we are going round and round or so it seems and we both ar blind to ourselves we only see the bad we don't see all we have we don't take our own advice .
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 9:47 PM UTC
Circles
All I want to do is good... But at every turn I take It seems its always a mistake Even when I'm right it seems I'm wrong The words I use never come out straight I talk in circles and encryptions That no one understands Not even me. I can't tell you how I feel Not because its not real But the reason is, You wouldn't understand Because I don't understand why my head is in my hands I don't know how to say, How I feel, I don't know how to portray With words Whats in my heart Whats in my mind You can search But I don't know what you'll find We are really in a bind Blaming ourselves for the others pain Are we both blind Well Its not you Its purely me in my problem Though you'll find a way to blame yourself No matter what I do, I blame myself For not helping, or doing more When I've done all I can If I'm not helping I am hurting You have said this yourself What would you say to me if I said it back It wouldn't matter now Because it wouldn't be applied I can say to you, Then you turn around and say to me But the both of us are stuck in a circle and we are going round and round or so it seems and we both ar blind to ourselves we only see the bad we don't see all we have we don't take our own advice .
AshleyBCampriani
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32/F/American
Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 9:47 PM UTC
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