I kept my stare on the ground in fear of judgmental looks
I think to myself, 'will they ever quit staring?'
They don't realize that I spend every night crying,
Because of a mistake I regret the most.
No one knows I've resulted to physical harm
They don't know all the things that I have done
Just to forget the biggest mistake that I regret
But they wouldn't even care if I beg and kneel in front of them.
They say people will never forget your mistakes
This is something I realized when it was too late
Be careful of the decisions that you create
If you do not want your reputation to break.
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Thoughts of a Scripturient
PoesíaCover by: wxlfprincess Collection of thoughts and poems. Scripturient - possessing passion to write