A Bad Habit

(Not great......but each exercise brings me closer to being better. Indulge me a bit.)

 

I Once Desired Kindness

And sometimes I still do

But earth inhabits cruelty

Seems nothing else will do

I used to look for beauty

Aesthetically pleased

But in the realest moments

Twas blackness all I sees

I once worked for all harmony

The risks my hope did take

Stark melody took over

For every human's sake

I used to bite my finger nails.....

I once thought I knew quite abit

How silly of me really

I once thought I could write well

But that was also silly

I've tried not not to like this place

It seems a little bleak

The grayness clouds my face some

The more I give and seek.

I once would bite each finger nail...

I worked (once) with many broken,

They sought me out to talk

But I tried much too hard then

To crutch each broken walk.

I felt a little lonely once, 

But I had many friends

They did not know me very well

Despite communal ends

I tried hard to explain myself

To analyze each thought

I color-labelled every mood, 

Each dispositive thought.

I used to bite each finger nail......

I worked hard to describe myself

In this too much was spent

I haven't kicked this habit yet

I'll let it go for Lent.

Self analyzing, my addiction

I can't do without

My mind, my heart, my character,

Morality, my doubt.

I used to bite my finger nails, on them I used to chew--

I used to bite each finger nail,

--but this one I still do.