Not this time

Just when I thought
I had handles on this
I could soften my guard behind false confidence

Just when I felt
Humble pie, insipid
Exempt from this blind-side and firmly in its grip
Cause I am seduced by obsessions, and under the influence
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc
                          and consequence

I get reduced by my own willfulness as
I reach for my usual Love! replacements
Cause I am rich with sanction and lax in my steps

I'm unworthy again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc

I'm wreaking havoc and consequence

If forgiveness is understanding
Then I offer mea culpa for the millionth time
From this tumbling house of cards of mine

I am beaten by my impulsiveness
By this uncanny foreshadowing of regret
Cause I'm repulsed by indifference. At least that's my excuse

I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc and consequence

-My greatest teacher, A. Morissette
(Thank You!)

Actually,  you can teach an old dog new tricks. The dog just has to want to.  What's wrong with spots, anyway? At least they're real.