I hold grudges
But I forgive too easy
By I hold grudges
I don't mean that I really choose to
I don't
I think
I consciously forgive
I tend to think that, I wish
I wish that I could grudges
That I would be hurt less
But nevertheless
I hold grudges
Subconsciously
My opinion changes of someone
And I don't even believe that it does
On the surface
But I get this twisted
And construed view of people
Because they hurt me
So I don't tell them everything anymore I don't want to be hurt anymore
But I forgive them
Because I love them
Even though they hurt me
I forgive all these people for hurting me
Because I love them
But the person who hurts me the most
I don't love her
I don't love me
So how can I forgive myself
For hurting others
For hurting me
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Bad "Poems"
PuisiWell I didn't think that these should go somewhere that I'd be proud of but I thought I might as well share them anyways. Here are some left over "poems" that are so crappy that I put them in a thing called Bad Poems.
