admit
I admit all my wrongness
My errors, my faults
I’m the first one to point
To my niggling doubts
I never would be
A detractor, except
When it comes to my own life
I have to accept
That it’s me who’s to blame
For the mess we are in
And I’m sorry to say
That I have to give in
So, humble apologies
Flow from my lips
All downturned and trembling
Your thoughts they eclipse.
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