Shame at the Beginning, Shame at the..?

Shall I tell you tales to disquiet us

How even now my brain wishes to squash

And yet the tales spring up like eczema

Muddling my mind to levels quantum

Even that which should be forgiveable

School day when I shared a friend’s dark secrets

How sorry I was when I saw her blush

Anger at her then gone lika a ninja

Moved aside for a silencing vacuum

Extinguished friendship, now forever gone.

Sometimes you pick the wrong sort of boyfriends

Hallelujah, didn't pick you back, which,

After seeing darkness, my brain said whoa,

Marking him in a new light, made me squirm

Even rejection can be a good save.

School day again, full of presentations

Hard work complete, but for the last huzzah

Almost right before I saw my bra was,

Mixed up when my brain, still stuck in a dream

Errantly green, through my shirt that was white.

Sorry to bring up all these awkward tales

Hardly more appealing than a gut punch

Ask for discomfort, receive bonanza

Maybe, though, this will help my brain becalm

Even laugh, forgive, and say, that's just me