I’ve by MwsR

I’ve worked all these last years,

Sometimes with gladness and sometimes, through the tears.

I’ve accomplished things I never really considered accomplishments

Wore pretty much what I felt most comfortable in, without a lot of embellishments.

I’ve visited my back yard with anticipation of the things I have worked to grow

Not much in way of perfection , but I am the only one who seems to know.

I’ve graduated from a local college, trying to better my education

Alas, that changed nothing in my life, except my inner attention.

I’ve walked to get fit, many times before

But it’s nothing like walking your personal life’s floor.

I’ve asked for forgiveness in many ways

Tried even sometimes, to correct my mistakes.

I’ve loved many, yet not many has really loved me

I must be broken somewhere, you see.

I’ve done things I have not been proud that I did

Sometimes, more than not, I took a gambling bid.

I’ve been me more than I can count in my head

Wished to live more times than I wished to be dead.

I’ve entered adulthood, yet still want to be young

Like a newly planted bulb that wants to be sprung.

I’ve wrote many of my feelings for others to read

Sometimes, it amazes me, when I take a look to see.

I’ve been down and disheartened

Bruised and let go of, and sometimes pardoned.

I’ve done, lived, laughed, begged, and cried,

This is my feelings in a poem, I tried.