A Perilous Position

I find myself again

In a perilous position

One in which

I say I’m sorry

For the thousandth time

Multiplied

By more digits than pi

But who am I

To ask for forgiveness

A selfish guy

With you as my witness

You try and try

Butt heads with hard-headedness

You don’t know why

I seem to take Us and threaten this

This beautiful thing that we’ve built

The way that I tarnish it

I’m racked with guilt

While you try to varnish it

Why do I harm this shit

And make simple things hard

When we could just harness it

And make the world ours

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