What A Goon Poem by Leyla Steyn

Maybe it was my childhood.
Maybe it was my hormones.
I don't know.
All I know is,
We weren't the same.

Could I really blame her for it?
I don't think so.
I don't know.
All I know is,
I was accusing.

And do I regret what happened?
Sometimes I don't.
I don't know.
But she wasn't the reason I hated.

So she wanted to glue it back up.
She didn't know how.
I don't know.
Feeling awkward but feeling pleased.

Maybe someday.
It will get better.
I don't know.
But my smile gets bigger.

Inside I can feel it
It's come and changed.
All I know is,
I missed her.