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Two- Face

God made me as he wanted me to be, and in that regard I am perfect. I am clumsy, and vain, and a little arrogant at times. I’ve been stepped on and walked all over and in turn and have stepped on and walked over others. I am easily annoyed, and not easily satisfied. I think I’m always right and everyone else is therefore always wrong Quick to judge, slow to listen. How could He create someone so terribly wrong? With so many flaws and so little to be proud of? I must have been a mistake. But He doesn’t make those. God doesn’t make mistakes. Because sometimes, I am kind, and caring. Sometimes I am the pillar of strength for those about to fall. Sometimes I spend hours listening without it once crossing my mind to judge. Sometimes I am self-conscious and shy. And even vulnerable. And most often, My arrogant, vain, judgmental selfish side is what makes me smile through it all. And if I couldn’t smile through it, I couldn’t pull those I love through it with me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/29/2009 7:42:00 PM
God has a plan for us all! Great write =) - darkpoet
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