My Mistakes Poem by Chantal Lammerts

How long will it take me to learn from my mistakes?
I’d have to be blown away by three hurricanes on a sunny night,
Being run over endlessly by numerous dry seas and lakes,
I’d have to have a toy that could make all my wrong, right,

Maybe if someone gave me the secret to traveling in time,
Or let me have a cookie that can make me grow ten times as fast,
Maybe if I could innocently commit a grand crime,
Or if all my firsts would simply turn to the very last.

Let me dream deeply when I’m bright awake,
And chain me so that I’m finally completely free,
You know what this means, oh for heaven’s sake,
A miracle must happen for me to lastly see,

I’ll learn from my mistakes, without hurricanes or magic candy,
Without innocent crimes, running dry seas and great toys,
I won’t pursue these miracles, no, that wouldn’t be handy,
I’ll learn from my mistakes without, and end up with goody goods and happy joys.

A/N: I've made too many mistakes in my still short life, it's time I learned from them, don't you think? Well, I hope you enjoyed my poem (and that this wasn't another mistake: P) Please review and vote vote vote! ! ! ciaowa! chantal