Sitting On The Fence

Sorry for being a fool

I was a hasty knob

Perhaps I was the tool

Should have re-read the poem and stopped

I would run to any call

I wish my hand would've cramped

So Easley I used to fall

But now my head feels drenched, not damp

Its time to change the rules

Time to grow some balls

No wonder I have lacked in love

Stumbled over stalls

Sorry for being a twat

My brain, it must had gone

Please tell me where your at

Can't take this feeling long

Now my need to change

Is so much more intense

Theres never much to gain

From sitting on the fence

For @ipuss
Sorry for being stupid and upsetting you again. I really didn't mean to cause you any pain. There's a problem with my brain, when I read the things that people say, I read them the wrong way, speak and dig my grave. I also stand between,
no wonder I'm so torn. But trust I really mean, I want our love reborn,
Your the love I long to see, the helping hand I need.
Sorry I upset you, I miss you much indeed.
Stablish xx