Standing Up
She left the meeting in a fit of rage
So near to completing they rattled her cage
She decided to quit throwing in the towel
In refusing to admit she had run afoul
A few days before in a weak moment
She walked to the store the money was spent
But she wouldn't concede and just come clean
She denied the need and that was the last seen
Until a month had past when in through the door
Almost the last but back on the floor
Saying nothing that night and the week after too
Such a burdensome plight she wanted something new
But on the third week and at the very start
She stood up to speak and apologize in part
Saying I'm not perfect and sometimes I do fall
But it was my own self neglect that caused it all
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