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by Jenae Nov 26, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I try so hard to please you, But everything I do Just makes a bigger mess of things, And sometimes I hurt you. I want to do my best with you. Instead I do my worst. The things I shouldn't bother with I manage to put first. I guess that I just care too much, Whenever you are near. Although you're always gentle So there's nothing there to fear, But since you mean so much to me I guess I'll always try, But botch up everything instead Until the day I die.