Forgive me
For I have sinned.
But what is a sin?
Is it sleeping with someone you don't love?
Is it killing any chance for your friend to smile again?
Is it hearing the news of something terrible, and being
so scared to make the wrong move that you laugh out of impulse?
Or is it lacking acceptance for who other people are
Or telling someone that they're useless
Or looking into the one you fell in love with, and telling
them that you don't just to make another happy?
Sin exists
But it doesn't.
Sin hurts
But it doesn't.
But most of all,
Sin is.
Sin is looking at the bottom of a swimming pool,
seeing a brutal image of someone being raped and
almost murdered, and not caring that it's your
best friend down there,
About to die
Because they decided to trust you for once in their lifetime.
