losing a fight
overturning the war
no matter what
its never good enough
the words that pirece
is what hurts the most
so tired of the blame
are you feeling the same?
im throwing up my hands
its not like me to give up a fight
im done defending myself
it seems to you im never right
rise to the occasion
giving you something else
to throw back at my face
tell how does it taste?
whats it mean to you
whats it mean to be right?
is there something more
when you always pull me down
Comments
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A wonderful poem,
I know this feeling all too well.
Wonderful flow,
and you've brought this down to a very personal level.
Be sure to watch your apostrophes "i'm"
and always be sure to double check
(just something that I caught
)Best of luck,
Zach Estel
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