Im a mess

All fired up 

Not knowing what to do 

kinda losing control 

but can you blame me

after all everything slipping out of my hand 

everything is a mess

and I don't know how to fix it

because I've said sorry

too many times

but no matter how many times I say it

it seems to never be enough

because you're constantly hurting me

even when I'm doing nothing 

but sitting here

writing my poems

so maybe I'm a mess

but this is what you've made me 

so sorry about it