Faults

I confess I have some faults

But then again you have some too

I have my tongue, my jealousy,

My insatiability

And you have got your parents

And your sisters three

I have got to work

Most of the time

And I sometime hurt you

For no reason or rhyme

But you have got your parents

And your partners-in-crime

Your friends

I do sometimes

Have no time for you

I do sometimes

Wish you were not you

I do sometimes wish I could sleep

I have work to do, appointments to keep

But you have your parent

And your friends too

That keep me from keeping you.