Making Mistakes

Mistakes come and go

But they always tend to flow

Sometimes mistakes can be shown

But most of the time they go

As time passes by
My mistakes come for a visit

I’ve made a lot of mistakes

And for me can never be forgotten

Sometimes it’s worth a sorry

But for me it’s still a worry

Mistakes are what keep me going

And sometimes it’s unknowing

My whole life I thought

Mistakes would turn into jail

When I was thinking it turned me pale

And I always fail  

And my mistakes always lead to a trail

Swearing at my Mum

Wasn't a great idea

I slapped myself painfully

With a tear

It made me cry when I said those painful words

I didn’t mean to say what i said