What I'D Done Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

Of the all the things I say, I know I’d done things that I regret the most. Should I even explain myself to you? No I don’t think SO. Can you just turn your back and don’t turn around, but please don’t look at me in the eyes. For if the fear comes close I’ll stab it in the back, now you won’t like me when I’m mad. But please don’t come close to me, cause I know you are my weak spot. That’s because I care for you. When you are near somehow I loose my emotions and cry. But these tears are made for sorrow and sadness. What I’d done was unforgivable, but I don’t expect you to make my mistakes like I did. Just try to be you and don’t let anyone tell you what to do. Sometimes I beat myself up about the things that I do. That I have no control over life, just trying to make everyone happy. And all I do is give and not take. Always thinking of others and not thinking for myself. So what I’d done was unforgivable, but just don’t do the mistakes that I did in the past.

Max Hornbogen
June 16th 2008