I got into the weeds
Was a tangled screwed up mess
I listened to my heart
When my head knew what was best.
Cast caution to the wind
Didn’t stop to think it through
Should’a walked away…. right then
I was wrong to pursue you.
Red flags …. an indication
Of a future with no hope
Nothing but confusion
Someone please throw me a rope.
I might need an intervention
Cause…I’m just not thinking straight
Got in too deep, over my head
By then, it was too late.
I just can’t stop repeating
All the same foolish mistakes
Should’a listened to my therapist
What is it going to take?
Guess I gotta hit rock bottom
With some luck… maybe I’ll change
Stop hanging out with losers
Stop feeling so ashamed.
So needy, sad and lonely
I’ll give in to anyone
Forgetting where I came from
Just looking to have fun.
A good job, an education
The minimum to need
I’m settling for losers
Gotta stay out of the weeds.
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You always seem to be on the wrong side of love in your poetry, Patty.
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Not to worry! Written about a friend!
Hope you’re having a good day! 😎
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