My love life has been like a scab
It hurts, it bleeds and it’s ugly
But I pick at it when I’m bored, so
It’s still here
Do you ever wonder to yourself,
“If I’m so smart, why do I make such bad decisions?”
I know it will leave a scar
But I pick at it anyway
I have trust issues now
Not only with men
With myself
With my seemingly defective judge of character
My sneaky gullibility
I can’t be trusted
I mean, you start to question the line
Between human intelligence and animal instinct
When a person makes the same mistake
This. Many. Times.
About the Creator
D.C. Bugg
A young woman just trying to anonymously share her life's mistakes with the world.
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