Guilty

Knew in my heart of hearts
that I wasn’t going to see you today
Honey, I don’t blame you
I blame myself

I wasn’t right; I wasn’t good enough
it was a hell of a price to pay
when I say that I love you
you push me away

Now don’t take it out on yourself
You’ve done nothing wrong
You’ve done nothing wrong
Now don’t hate yourself
It was all me
I was guilty of liking you too much

I shouldn’t be so pathetic to let it drag on
I didn’t mean to lash out at you
for that I am eternally sorry
Just my dreams were for nought

I love too much and I hate too little
somewhere I have lost you
Back on the second street waiting for the train
to a place where you will never meet me

Now don’t take it out on yourself
You’ve done nothing wrong
You’ve done nothing wrong
Now don’t hate yourself
It was all me
I was guilty of liking you too much

The End

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