Repentance

An apology to myself

For putting me through

The proverbial wringer

 

I don’t even once

Make it easy on me

I make lists beyond

my capability. I overdo

I overstretch my limits

I fail miserably to love

Up to my unrealistic

And utopian expectations

 

Mediocre, I make me

But excel I hope to

I seek my own forgiveness

Which I then will deny

A bundle of contradiction

Complications. Complex

That’s me in a word