Bad Luck Charm

I guess I'm just a bad luck charm, forever cursed.

Do you know what it’s like,
To be a bad luck charm?
In the center,
When everything goes wrong?

She always asks why,
I can’t be happy.
She thinks I don’t try,
To fix what’s broken.

The truth is;
I’m this way,
Because nothing goes right-
Even if I have a say.

I can lose anything,
Within the space of a minute,
That will always be the truth,
No matter what way you spin it.

You probably don’t believe me,
And that’s okay,
See, I don’t know the key,
To reverse this curse.

So for now,
I’ll stay here,
Wonderin' why or how,
Nothing goes right.

Author's Note

For once the focus is not on my mom. I have severely bad luck, and while I was writing this, for some reason, all I could think about was the conversation when I realized that I'd driven another friend away. All I have to say is I'm sorry/

Reviews

[afra]

i know how it feels...great write

[Rhea752]

that emotion is very relate able. i can connect with this. great poem once again Amanda!! :)

[Amanda]

thank you very much :)

[Owlgirl]

I know the feeling. Great Writing, I love how you managed to put words into the emotion and vice versa. Excellent poem.