I'm sorry for all the thing I said
And the things I've done
When I was young and immature
Any hearts I've broken
Any hurtful words spoken
And thank hod I've changed
I've grown so much
Through the weeds
And the pain
I'm better for it
But I'm still regretful of a past
When I wasn't the same way
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Where do I go from here?
PoetryMoving forward isn't easy. I've found myself in life's waiting room. Some days I feel like I'm doing great and other days I feel like I'm waiting for life to begin. Nobody tells you how to be an adult. There is no guide book to falling in love. Al...
