forgetting.

I always forget
to believe in myself,
I learn that I've forgotten how to
pick myself up after 
I've fallen down, or

how to draw the line when my mouth
won't stop.
But I always seem to
remember that,
the stars don't shine for me and that
these dirty streets,
cluttered with memories,
won't change for only me.

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

that is a good lesson, the dirty streets and stars shining do not rearrange themselves for just one person alone, but if they do it is for all present or presented there