I Know I'M Not The Perfect Man Poem by vern eaker

I know I am not the perfect man

I never even try as hard as I can



I have lived my life trying to do as I please

I often take wrong to ever higher degrees



I have loved and I have lost even though I tried

I have had my heart broken to the point where I’ve cried



I caused pain to others I have known

I can understand why I’m often alone



I am a nice person most who know me would say

I just never feel there is any one place for me to stay



I feel I bring trouble and hardship wherever I go

I am not sure others would believe I even know



I am a criminal and I have criminal ways

I know that soon I will be counting my prison days



I believe most would tell you I just don’t care

I think I hide that well and their just not aware



I am a man like most that I know

I hide my feeling afraid they will show



I see it as a sign of weakness to let see

I am just confused as to how to accept me



I seem to treat others better trying to give all respect

I can’t understand why it is myself I chose to neglect



I don’t find it easy to change my ways or attitude

I find it easier to adjust the way I’m understood



I can convince others that I am happy and content

I will convince myself that my life has been well spent



I try to bring smiles wherever I go and to all whom I see

I try even harder though to be the one that pleases me