Oh, The Weeds...

I know that I'm a mess,

I only pray that my sincerity is strong enough to outlast 

all of these failures won so valiantly   

since the moment I left for whatever reasons I felt  

As you always did best, I've learned to live with myself

Oh oh oh I've got a heart built for leaving   

and I've never found a reason to change where I was going 

But, if there was one I should have heeded 

if there was one I should have needed 

I should have needed you most 

Oh the weeds!

It seems that all my flaws, like weeds, are growing everywhere;

 so settled through the stones and now impossible to purge

Know I'm trying for you, Darling, but these habits are resilient

and every time I feel they're gone

they're only dormant till returned