Monday, August 31, 2009

mess up

if troubled was the word
i would be the personification.
if success was really a goal
why all this frustration?
and in the moment innocence fails
it shoots me in the back,
its like my lack of experience
has chosen me to attack.
competition never appreciates
all that has been done,
it just slips away
and with one shot is undone.

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