The things I've done have hurt someone.
The things I've done are wrong.
There are so many thing that I did.
Not only to you.
They've gone on for too long.
I've taken the love I had,
And killed it in the worst of ways.
Now all I have left are the memories from when we went to the beach every weekend with our family.
Now I can't see them without realizing how unhappy I was.
How unhappy I am now.
I do things every day to atone for them.
My sins that I let control my life.
A homeless man begged me for money when he didn't have to.
He could have just looked at me, and I would have known by the look in his eyes that we shared the same scars.
I gave him twenty dollars in the hopes he could get to work every day.
Did I care if it was true? If he could have been telling a lie?
And when it's time to go home, and I walk slowly and say goodbye to my friends. I hear people saying the same things I have always heard.
"He's so weird"
Though he gives everything, and smiles. . .
He goes home and cries.
Alone.
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 3:18 AM UTC
The things I've done have hurt someone.
The things I've done are wrong.
There are so many thing that I did.
Not only to you.
They've gone on for too long.
I've taken the love I had,
And killed it in the worst of ways.
Now all I have left are the memories from when we went to the beach every weekend with our family.
Now I can't see them without realizing how unhappy I was.
How unhappy I am now.
I do things every day to atone for them.
My sins that I let control my life.
A homeless man begged me for money when he didn't have to.
He could have just looked at me, and I would have known by the look in his eyes that we shared the same scars.
I gave him twenty dollars in the hopes he could get to work every day.
Did I care if it was true? If he could have been telling a lie?
And when it's time to go home, and I walk slowly and say goodbye to my friends. I hear people saying the same things I have always heard.
"He's so weird"
Though he gives everything, and smiles. . .
He goes home and cries.
Alone.
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