Mess

I'm a mess
And sometimes
I can't stand on my own two feet
So sometimes
I might need a shoulder
Not to cry on
But to hold onto

Every once in a while
I like to cry
Not just because I'm sad
And I don't like you
To see it all the time

I'm not always as strong
As I'd like you to believe
And sometimes
I need to make believe
That I'm not really terrified
But, honey
My knees are shaking
And my heart is racing

Cause I, I'm a terrible mess
And I can't always see
How someone like you
Could have fallen for me

Reviews

[Stripes]

This is a sad, beautiful poem. I love it.

[Antonio Valentino]

Hey Kait, you just put my life story to verse. Hey if you ever need a shoulder just holler okay. Loved the poem.

Antonio

[Kon™]

this is a great poem. i didn't really understand the meaning of it until the ending, but that kept me hooked for that reason. great job with this one, i enjoyed it alot. :)