The discussion from yesterday inspired the following. Reading it now, it seems like a page right out of everyone's book. Hope you like it. 😊
No one knows what it's like to be me.
But I'm tired today and I just want to be.
I don't always act smart,
I often am not responsible enough,
but my heart is in the right place,
and yet it's all still so tough.
My words don't always read smoothly,
my thoughts are often a jumble,
but my heart is in the right place,
it's unfortunate that I tend to stumble.
I always make mistakes,
I often make people tick,
but my heart is in the right place,
and yet I still get the short end of the stick.
No one knows what it's like to be me.
I wish you would understand; that's my only plea.
