A Late Night Failure Musings Sonnet: Why are Life and Love so Confusing?

As I’m here
past Midnight, musing;
I wonder what makes
Life and Love so Confusing?

There’s much left undone
in this imperfect me;
but why are failures
and not positives seen?

I’m improving.
At least, I try.
Look at the good
in me, atypical guy.

(No, that’s not a typo.
I thought you should know).

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