I don't know how many times

I've felt abused and used

Complaining about shit

That has no importance

I've been selfish

For such a long time

Can I ever be better

Than that?

I've read

And read

And read

About so many things

That never happened to me

But wishing that they did

So that I'd have something

To complain about

To whine about

To bitch about

Thinking that somehow

It would make me


But I've been a stupid shit

All this time

And I have no way

To redemption

Other than to beg you

To forgive me

I'm sorry

I didn't mean to end up like this

Childish imposing

On your good graces

Knowing that if I was you

I would never have put up with me