My Little Problem

I wrote this one two years ago. I have transferred it from my other blog.

I have a little problem,

And that problem's name is me.

And when I look into the mirror

That problem looks back at me.

I go down to the park,

And right before my eyes

I find my little problem,

Even though my heart cries.

I go down to the store.

And what do you think I find

I find my little problem

I so wish I could put it behind.

I am relaxed in my chair,

And a child comes rushing in.

I find my little problem,

And it's name is little sins.