I should know better
And indeed, I do
But yet, I don’t know better
And, I know I should
I should know better
But I do the opposite
Fully aware
I’m not doing better
It’s the same old story
Time should know better
But it cheats me
As I can’t rewind
Here I go again
I look in the mirror
Shame shows its face
But shame knows no shame
I should know better
But there I go again
Next time I will do better
Until I don’t
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Poetry, Uncategorized
psychologistmimi 
But it’s okay, right?
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Indeed 😉
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Not to get spooky religious on you, but that poem is a bit reminiscent of something written by the apostle Paul… I think in the book of Romans.
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oh wow. that’s interesting. thanks for sharing that with me. I will look it up 🙂
hope you are having a lovely weekend
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❤ this
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So wonderfully simple in subject and style as to give it the truest skill
“And so carved on the gravestone ‘If only he knew better’ followed by the words ‘You would not be reading this today’!”
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We can only try and that’s okay. Isn’t it?
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