I have a ton of problems
that I fail to try to solve.
I try seeking the good
but is always challenged
to make it bad.
But,
Baby boy,
you are by far
the finest trouble I’ve found.
I tried to make it good,
but was only treated with the bad.
I fell in love with a stranger.
I dared him with wink.
“I don’t have a ring.”
He waved back.
I didn’t think it was that bad.
This was just the beginning
of my troublesome love.
There was no good,
it was only just the bad.
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