Bad HabitA Poem by nicolecartwrightI have learned something I'm not proud of, It's become habit and it wasn't a choice " I have learned to feel guilty about everything, I have learned to soften my voice. It's not that I was raised like this; I was taught to speak my mind. What's caused this crippling habit, Is that I was taught to be kind. Other people get what they want, They satisfy their needs. I dull myself to accommodate them, Until my need to win recedes. I wish I cared less about people, And self assuredly fought more. I wish I had learned differently, I wish it to my core. © 2014 nicolecartwright |
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