The f**k up

I warned that you that my head was too dark of a space to enter
I told you I'm a f**k up - right down to my centre
I warned you that I am broken
Emotionally and mentally, I'm a burden
I guess that's why everything is all about me
I have these impulsive tendencies
If I feel fear or doubt
I lash out
I won't hang about
I'll speak in the moment
These impulses make me this poet
I find it hard to say what I feel
So I write it down before the kill
I warned you that I am a f**k up
In my mind there is no letup
I told you I see things differently
Tis why I am eternally lonely