3.29.2015

like i ever held a gun

i've never been good at walking on eggshells,
never been good at putting out fires.

i never did listen to the warning bells,
to the caution and care that i guess it inspires.

i'd never been taught to go biting my tongue,
never learned how to think my words through.

i never was much except honest and dumb,
and i'll never go changing for you.

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