Own Worst Enemy

im my own worst enemy 
im tired of being compared to all these celebrities 
there so pretty and well im me
i wake up and fight a battle with the mirrior 
i push you away afraid i might feel pain
i run when i see rain stay around when i see fire 
always in a place at the wrong time 
cant walk a straight line and i cant figure out an
 equation i couldnt love you the right way im
 not very good at chemistry i leave the straightner 
on to long ive almost caught the house on fire i cant
 cook anything unless it comes in a box my heart
 doesnt have a lock my walls are four stories high
 and my eyes arent a perfect green and i cant
 rollerblade without breaking something ive
 almost drowned in a foot of water me and my
 brother fight me and my mom dont always get 
along i always have to have the last word i had
 to change my ways i always say to much my shirts
 show to much skin  
cant u see im my own worst enemy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 16, 2016 at 2:06 AM
Melody Campbell. Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
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December 18, 2011 at 1:15 AM
I feel this is a true enough write Melody, you put a lot through here, i also noticed a featured poem of yours, and thought i would look you up..! Yours Joe..)
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