Here's the other poem I've written and saved.

--Stuttering In Confusion--

Things I expect and things I know;
Many of things one would expect to show.
I had planned for many, so far some have came;
But then there is a new one... one that's filled with shame.

Not all that occurs, goes as planned;
Nor are they always done by one's own hand.
Though they happen, that is for sure;
To deal with them, one must not deter.

What has to be done, has to be done;
Even if those are thoughts we very much shun.
Past that last step, there is an end;
Once reached, you no longer have to pretend.

To finally see it and to want to go;
Just getting there means that I might grow.
But standing here I hurt from head to toe;
Saying... I-I-I D-d-don't... Knnnooww.

JJPC 4/4/11