Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
Who I Was, Who I Am - Poem by Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
I finally figured out who I was.
I'm was not nice,
What I really was was a jerk.
My past can prove all of it.
I've hurt people,
I've hurt myself..
everything I shouldn't have done.
I blame people for my downfalls,
and never took the time to realize that
all of it is my fault.
I can't be looked on as a role model anymore,
I can't keep receiving these compliments.
What I need to do now
is fix who I've become.
A slap in the face wouldn't be enough
to get me back on my place.
I need myself
It's time to get back on the road,
time to stop being a hypocrite
and take my own advice
to do something good with it.
It's time to be honest with myself
and to define who I really am.
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