I'm sorry Mom
I'm sorry I can't be the perfect son
I'm sorry I can be like other men
I'm sorry I can't attract women and get married
I'm sorry you don't have any grandchildren
I'm sorry I'm not a wealthy person
I'm sorry I don't have a successful career
I'm sorry for being a disappointment
I try to be a good son, the perfect son
But I seem to do is fail
Just fail, fail, fail
Maybe I'll be a better person when I'm dead
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Author:
DLewis88 (
Offline) - Published: January 14th, 2025 17:20
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Great write
Thank you
You're welcome
Don't be so hard on yourself. Good writing.
Thank you
Dark. The pressures felt from others are felt in this poem and the inability to be oneself.
I love my mother dearly. I feel bad I haven't done enough for her to be proud of me. I feel like a complete failure. Everybody in my age group seems to be doing better than me.
One's worth is not measure in wealth or fame but what is left inside and how we treat others. A wonderful poem my friend
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