Faults

Jan 05, 2004 00:36

All my friends have their faults
I've been trying to find a perfect one
but they don't seem to exist
So I'm thinking about mine

Why do I pay attention to such things?
Why do they make me mad?
I want to take life easier
Though I think about it every day

I didn't wash my dishes
I'm sorry, I forgot
And I was really late for work
But don't put 20 of yours on top

Don't wait for me tonite
And I don't want to talk about it
I'm tired of hearing your complaints
I'm coming home after midnight

creativity, poetry

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