"Did I do something wrong?"
I always ask myself

Why should I even wonder
Of course I did
I always do

Somewhere
Somehow
I ****** up

What even is there to blame anymore
Who can I point the finger at
But myself

I wish I could just keep my mouth shut
Like those around me understand to

I wish I weren't so excitable
Or so pushy

I wish I were milder
Or bolder

I wish I were a kid again
Or maybe just older

I wish I could watch myself from an outside lens
Scrutinize myself the way I do others
Dissect and finally understand
What's wrong with Flower
Why isn't she right