I Was Wrong
These three seldom spoken words, "I was wrong,"
can numb the sting of emotional pain.
But our egos balk at playing along
and accepting blame; we are far too vain.
We've convinced ourselves that we're always right,
and it angers us: to suggest we're not.
Such arrogance often leads to a fight,
where stubborn hearts bear scars of battles fought.
We won't admit we've spoken out of place
for it's inconceivable we're at fault.
And we will defend our lies, in your face,
flanking the truth with a verbal assault.
"I was wrong" gets replaced with "I love you,"
blurring the distinction between the two.
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