My Mistake

by Liv22

Published October 21, 2026

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I’m sorry, I answered the wrong question,
I thought you were asking about me,
About where I came from, about where I’ll go.
It’s not my fault He threw a red sock in,
Testing the boundaries of goodness and sin,
Pressing your buttons
And pulling your strings
I truly can’t help it,
And if I could, I would stop,
Pause long enough for you to hear the penny drop,
I would smile at the scene
Straight out of a Greek tragedy
A play for the eyes
A character for the mind
Searching for something they never will find.
Honestly, I’m sorry, it’s my mistake you see
That I’ve held up a mirror
So you can see your reflection clearer,
Because no matter how far I push that boulder
It’s just me and the devil on my shoulder.

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Renwritessss
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Renwritessss wrote a review Review · Oct 23

I really like how this poem uses references to Greek tragedy and the devil on the speaker’s shoulder to explore blame, guilt and the idea of good versus evil. The lines “I’ve held up a mirror / So you can see your reflection clearer” stand out to me because they suggest that the speaker is being blamed for showing someone a truth they don’t want to face. I also like how the poem uses rhyme and metaphors to make it flow while still having a deeper meaning. The ending is especially powerful because it leaves the reader questioning whether the speaker is truly at fault or just being made to feel that way. Overall, I think it’s a really clever and thought-provoking poem with lots of meaning to explore :D

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carapleo commented Comment · Oct 21

great poem! i really like the imagery you create in the last lines it really brings it to a close. keep writing!



Russets and tangerine shades of old gold flushing the very outside edge of the senses ... deep shining ochres, burnt umber and parchments of baked earth—reflecting on itself and through itself, filtering the light.
— Guildenstern (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard)