The Fall
Recently I acted upon misjudgment of character, where to go from here?
Made mistake.
created disgrace,
Disapproval upon your face.
I have been so clouded by thought.
Dug me way too deep.
A secret I was meant to keep.
A thought in my head,
could’ve left for the dead.
But I told you instead.
Has it started or ended?
Has it even begun?
Here in paranoia,
I am spun.
Spoke too soon,
shouldn’t have
spoken at all.
I said way too much
I’m afraid of the fall.