It must be

My friend,
I do know,
A bad mouth I have here,
For so long now,
In fact, too long,
It has caused much pain.

My own fault,
It must be,
That mistakes repeat themselves,
That lessons are never learnt,
That hate grows,
That guilt piles up.

Not trying whole enough,
It must be.
Not caring hard enough,
It must be.
Not feeling deep enough,
It must be.

My friend,
If I were to leave now,
Would you forgive me,
Of all my idiocy?
Of all my carelessness?
Of all my recklessness?
Of all my sins?

Would you?

# I hope it's nice :) I was supposed to be doing my homework actually, but somehow this poem was created. Haha... By the way, thanks A LOT for stopping by my blog ;) #