The Scoreboard

Sometimes, blame is just an excuse to keep busy so that I don't have to feel the discomfort of my powerlessness. ~ Courage to Change, page 189

She blew that conversation,
embarrassed me with my boss.
But he hadn't intended
to acknowledge me, anyway,
I could tell.  If Hopkins in shipping
had been on the ball he could have stopped it
but he let me down, dropped the ball.
How can I impress anyone
with a cast of fools around me?
Oh, I might have made a mistake,
maybe two, but still, among these jesters
I'm pulled down, wasted, discredited.
Oh, for the days I've heard described
when some lucky people, by the time
they reach the ninth step, have stopped
with keeping score. And I'd be with them,
keeping clean my side of the street
and failing to remember the score
outside of that.