My mind is always kneading The regrets in my mind IfΒ Β it doesn't stop It just might die I'm so very regretful But you still hold That grudge Even after my silent pleas You just won't budge How many times Do I have to cry Myself to sleep Before you can hear My heart weep Please forgive me Let the past go Let the dust settle in our minds
This is part of a slam poem I wrote for my English class. :3