Day 8: I am Stubborn

Today's prompt was a poem about changing my mind. I never write optimistic poems when it comes to other people so I thought I'd change my mind and write this one about changing my mind. 

I am Stubborn

My socks are either odd

Inside out

Or ripped.

My mind is made up on this.

I don’t leave enough time to get my train;

I find myself running again and again

People say leave more time,

But I resist.

My mind is made up on this.

I always drunk my tea with one sugar,

I wear old clothes from my brother,

I play way too much guitar

And I take a lot more showers then baths.

All these things I have made up my mind upon.

But if you, only you, asked me too,

I’d change any one of them.