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Same Mistakes
Same Mistakes?
Still learning about how to act
Still trying to join the pack.
Still lapsing like a terminal case
Still miles way off the human pace.
So stupid, how I can’t explain?
So crazy, such little brain
So insecure, I might explode.
I’m like safe without a code.
I find excuses I’m never direct.
I haven’t got the intellect.
I think you can read my mind.
I’m so many miles behind.
Apologising, when the monster comes.
Apologising every rising sun
Apologising I’ve repeated the same.
Apologising I’ll up my game.
This poem, another confession
This poem therapist session
This poem is a plea, understand.
This poem nothings planned.
David Cox 07/05/24
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Dave Cox
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