I could count the ways in which I’ve done wrong.
Writing each of them out in lyrics and song.
Celebrating my mistakes for what they are.
Learning from them, no lesson shall I bar.
That is the purpose of this life, best I can see.
To learn and grow and see who you’ll be.
I’ve been angry, aggressive and loud.
I’ve done things for which I’m not proud.
But I carry on, moving forward as best I can.
All the while trying to be a better man.
It’s for my family but it’s also something for me.
With each improvement there’s more I can see.
And how I love to see this world in which we live.
How I wish I had more than just words to give.
Yet now words are all that I have for you.
At the moment words are something I can do.
But soon I’ll be reborn to a life with more,
and good things for all I have in store.
Poetry