Something On My Mind»

Why don't you

Ever pause,

Give me the same

Consideration

You so easily bestow

On others?

Why am I

Never good

Enough

Never worthy?

Everyone else

Is perfect, trustworthy, better.

Not I.

I am imperfections,

An endless disappointment.

Your uncrossed t's

And

Your un-dotted i's.

I am:

Always the reason

Things go wrong.

Always the cause,

Always to blame,

Always your shame.

I am the blight

On your cheery skies;

The wrong colour

In your portrait;

The bronze

In your fields of gold.

I am the mistake

The mishap.

The one you

Are sadly,

Awfully,

Horribly

Saddled with.

Who you cannot escape

And cannot change.

The unalterable

Imperfection,

Residing in

Your perfect world.

No matter what

I try to do

It can never

Will never

Be

Satisfying

Nor

Good enough

To change

Your view

Of me.