That's what I wanted

I thought it all made sense back then.

I didn't have the idea down yet.

Sure you can say it was way back when,

but it doesn't excuse my regret.

My life had tumbles and falls

and I thought I had it rough.

When I stopped rolling and hit the walls,

it was a sign yelling at me: Enough!

I looked back at my action with disgust...Worry.

That's what I wanted and that's what I got.

I was in some stupendus hurry.

Lessons were learned and lessons were taught.

Now I worry for the future generations.

Who will lead them to the right path?

Kids with no idea of designations.

Kids entering the real worlds wrath.

This poem is about: 
Me

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