i used to make
the occasional mistake
shrug
move on
but now
i don’t even know what’s going on
i finally feel good
and then i fuck up again
i wish i just understood
why
i keep making so many mistakes
my logic tells me
it’s a part of life’s shakes
and one day
it all will pass
(i know this, and trust, that’s why i keep going)
in one year these fickle things
will be irrelevant as grass
but now they tear me apart
too often