I get it

I finally get it, even after all this change, I am nothing without the creator. But enough of this, I will find something else to blab about, lord knows there must be something more important correct? No, in my mind, you are the epiphany period. But like I said something else to blab about...

Roses are red, violets are blue. My mind is a blank, because I can't think of you. But I know I am weak, I know I am not like my friends. But give me a chance to at least try and make a mense. Talk to me, try to put this train wreck on the tracks. I am sorry for whatever I did, but at least know that you did good when you molded me, I am just not finished yet. Well, sweet dreams, tutto bene. Now anyway, if ever. For I finally get it...