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WHEN I'M GONE
I've lied I've cheated
I deserved how I was treated
No wait a minute
You aren't innocent
Why should I feel guilty
You did the same to me
At least I can admit when I'm wrong
You'll want me back when I'm gone
They always do
Don't take me for a fool
When the attention I crave isn't enough
I often fall quickly in and out of love
I deserve better
Won't even sweat him
Glad I didn't give you the best
Turns out your just like the rest
How can you call yourself a good man
He's eager to treat me better then you can
T.S. Eliot said,
Humankind cannot bear very much reality"; it is true we think we can deal with reality; we really would rather delude and deceive ourselves. We all know of circumstances like those that you have so aptly, related here in your words that reveal raw honesty and drip with sarcasm. I suppose his tears in the end were dripping down his face too.
With all evolutionary countenance, self-deception is deeply rooted in the human psyche that has not changed much since the dawn of man. It is, of course better to live in the truth. Self-deception only works until it suddenly breaks downs, and in the meantime, we are too dazed to know when the bridge was burned. Some will argue that clarity itself leads to inhumanity or its twin, despair. I do not think that is true, we doo better when we face the truth. Good work here.
I might add I have a poem with the same title, but much different in its composition.
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/9inety/poem/897368
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I can so relate to
this poem good poem.