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Oct 2015
I acted so well I
tricked myself.
I blinked and I
missed myself.
I should give myself
more credit.
I should
live myself.
Instead of just with myself.

I got so angry I
kicked myself.
Lost my footing and
tripped myself.
I started lashing out
at others,
but somehow I
slipped myself.
I couldn't even
grip myself.

When I look back I
regret myself.
I really thought I could
reinvent myself.
Do you still think about my inventions?
Now that you mention it,
I forget myself.
I think I just like to
upset myself.
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Saturday Jones
Written by
Saturday Jones  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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     Carmen Jane, Amanda and mickey finn
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