By unchained_spirit@hotmail.com
Submitted by Unchained
Date: 2001 Aug 16
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[[2001.08.16.08.23.13571]]

Don't think I'm perfect


I watch you
watching me
with eyes
that are longing
to trust
but have seen enough
to know better.

Don't think I'm perfect.
I've wandered and blundered
and damaged and plundered
through so many lives
and loves
and leavings
thoughtlessly
and never dreamed
the damage would happen
to me.

It finally did.
It's like the little kid
who thinks it's so funny
to wack the other kids
on the head
with the big orange plastic bat
until one day
someone does it to him
and he suddenly
associates
the pain with the bat
and what he's done to others.

After that
you couldn't pay him to
touch the thing.
Me too.

Looking back
on all the damage in my wake
up to the impact
of Love's big orange bat
I can see
it didn't just smash away
the edges
it broke me.

I'm not perfect.
There as so many things
I long to be for someone
and you are the one
I want to be that someone.

I'm not perfect
but see
I don't carry
the bat
either.