I'M Not a Poet

I wanted to say sorry for my intrusion Into this world of fantasy and confusion. Reading and writing was never my game Only for women I ever took aim. That was until about five months back When I realized morals I did lack. I picked up a pen and a pad I tried to tell you my life was sad. Yes I had it ruff, but haven't we all The strongest souls get up after a fall. I was a sham, less than half a man If you came at me I f***ing ran. My emotions have come full circle on me I think this really is meant to be. My hate as all but gone away I guess "thank you" I wanted to say. Whether I run or stand is yet to be seen On fighting I have never been keen. I'm not quite done, I'm still working on me To be the best that I can be. As long as I'm better than yesterday At least I'm trying I can say. I never knew what Couplet meant Now I'm finding it heaven sent. Maybe I am a poet? And only now I'm showing it