Incorrigible.

I'm not made to be perfect.
I'm not made to be right.
I was made a lover,
And a sinner,
And a fighter.

It's not my intent to be perfect,
Or to know how things work,
How one mistake,
Can affect my life,
Bend,
Irreparably.

Life of the incorrigible,
Half a life,
Sadness,
Heartbreak,
Tears,
Lies.

And you can never know,
That the choice you make today,
Might break your heart,
Tomorrow.

A couple words,
Subconscious action,
Might leave you,
Cold,
Empty,
Broken.

Reviews

[Dutch Jr.]

True words indeed in this poem. Love your wrtitten expression.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Awesome! There is a lot of emotion and wisdom in this poem.
This type of self evaluation can be frightening. You crossed the
line and expressed things many people deny exist. This is a great
job. The images are haunting.

[Iota]

So true that what we do today, will determine our tomorrow and so many never think that far ahead. Nice write.

[Nicole]

Emo.
I kid, I love it.
Gotta write me a poem.. =P