Regreted Words Poem by Jennifer Rose

Trying to keep a cool,
I always manage to screw up.
I feel cursed,
Or just plain stupid.
Nothing can fix me,
Maybe an attitude adjustment.
My lips move and think for me,
And soon after,
I have enough regret for a sea.
Tears threaten to spill for apology,
But that doesn’t change anything.
Looking around at the snow falling,
Each snow flake signifies screw ups.
Can’t I just stop?
My idiocy keeps growing,
And yet not stupid enough to become,
A speechless vegetable.
Can anyone forgive my stupidity?
Help me be someone better?