Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Pardon Me

I wonder if I'm doing something wrong.
as an infant, I had colic
until I learned that it's not all about me, me, me.
am I doing something wrong?

I cut my teeth on live TV
Zorro was my mascot
I could carve a Z on every adult's belly
am I doing something wrong?

In kindergarten I discovered girls
girls that weren't my mother or aunts or sisters
mystery girls with bangs and braids and curiosity
did I do something wrong?

I lied, I'm still obsessed with myself
I get the colic now and then
when the world is living in my belly
am I doing something wrong?

An alchemist can transmute
success to failure, failure to success
I learned science in public school
am I doing something wrong?

My romances succeed, my marriages fail
the triumph of ideas over execution
skyrocket enterprises eventually fall to the ground
am I doing something wrong?

Doing it wrong teaches us to do it right
pain and failure are the final teachers
still I try and ask
What Did I Do Wrong?

I donno. I'm too busy trying to figure out what I did wrong to try to help someone else figure out what they did wrong. *shrug* I suspect we all did a lot wrong. Forgive yourself because you know not what you did. Or if you do know, forgive yourself anyway. But for god's sake quit doing it!

maybe it's not wrong. maybe it's just life.