(I’m sorry I Fell )

     I have fallen once again
     It doesn’t matter who or when
     It will always be on me
     This is what they want to see

      They will judge me on my past
      The last of the family outcast
      I don’t know which way to go
      It’s eating at my heart and my soul

      My body is growing weak
      I’m turning into a freak
      But I still will fight my fight
     Even if the future is not too bright

     I will try not to get the blues
    But it’s not easy walking in my shoes
    The real secrets I hold I cannot tell
    Once again, I’m really sorry that I fell


The Lost Poet