I swear sometimes...
I cannot help loosing control...
They say it is mind over matter...
But, it is so deep into my soul...

The writing helps as long as reality stays afar...
But, it is when it comes crashing at me...
Like a drunk in a huge car...

That is when I try to jump...
To get out of their way...
And land right back in it...
Not knowing what to say...

I wish I could go back in time...
Try to get my emotions inline...
Just stick with the rhymes...

Instead I threw my words...
Right into your face...
Where you had no choice...
To ignore or embrace...

For that I am truly sorry...
I probably ruined...
What might have been...
A beautiful friendship...

I tried to get a hold on it...
But, I lost my grip...
All because of this thing on my shoulder...
This.... **** chip...

I did fall head over heals for you...
For that I am not sorry...
I am sorry for the way I handled it...
leaving you with a sour view...

My personality needs some construction...
All I can do is apologize for my...
Self  destruction.