Poetry

Some of us do things the right way
But did not learn or achieve a thing

Some of us do things the wrong way
And just never seem to get away clean

Some of us do it the hard way
A little bruised but still turned out ok

Then there’s the hard way
Always seems to be my path of choosing

Even if it meant I risked losing
My precious time and my precious friends

I should listen, trust my instinct
And not second guess it seems

I’ll be mistaken again, betrayed again
The vicious circle continues once again

And take the hard way again today