Poem -

Apologetic insecurities

In the back of my eyes were tears that would never fall
All i could do was pound and pound my fist against the wall
"How could i let this be, Iask myself?"
It happened all because of insecurities
Can my parents accept that many apologies?
I don't know, I think they can maybe so.
I freeze, I can't breathe
It's not even about my parents; it's the one above that sees
Too busy trying to sneak,

Lord knows I should've been sleep"Train up a child in the way he should go so that when he grows old, he won't depart."

I knew better, doing wrong was on my part

How can i fix this and make it right?

It's too late, my innocence has already taken flight

I tell myself i might. Yes, I will.

No i won't, these negative thoughts in my head kills.

Kills my mind

Kills my body

Kills my soul

To throw away the virtuous girl i was, wasn't my father's goal.

Not even for me

I'm a lost child trying to find the perfect glasses so i can see

I felt as if i was trapped, trapped inside a box

I wanted yet to be free, but i came out a little too early

Too early,where i felt i was finally pretty

People stop calling me haughty

Where i felt flourished and grown

My mother wouldn't believe this was a child of her own

Ashamed i I am

Condemned I am

The only way is to put it behind me

But how can I, when I am reminded constantly?

I wept hoping the phase would soon be over

It didn't make a difference, when i will still look back over my shoulder when i grow older

I was told live without regrets

This mistake may have hurt a lot, I guess

No, not I guess, I know

But I have to give it to God to end this dramatic show

 A lesson learned; Insecurities lead to apologies

Apologies lead to breaking down on my knees

Acknowledging I let my guard down

I have to just stand still, and let my heavenly father guide me, and wear the crown

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Lord knows i should've been  sleep
"Train up a child in the way he should go so that when he grows old, he won't depart."
I knew better, doing wrong was on my part
How can i fix this and make it right?
It's too late, my innocence has already taken flight
I tell myself i might. Yes, I will.
No i won't, these negative thoughts in my head kills.
Kills my mind
Kills my body
Kills my soul
To throw away the virtuous girl i was, wasn't my father's goal.
Not even for me
I'm a lost child trying to find the perfect glasses so i can see
I felt as if i was trapped, trapped inside a box
I wanted yet to be free, but i came out a little too early
Too early,where i felt i was finally pretty
People stop calling me haughty
Where i felt flourished and grown
My mother wouldn't believe this was a child of her own
Ashamed i I am
Condemned I am
The only way is to put it behind me
But how can I, when I am reminded constantly?
I wept hoping the phase would soon be over
It didn't make a difference, when i will still look back over my shoulder when i grow older
I was told live without regrets
This mistake may have hurt a lot, I guess
No, not I guess, I know
But I have to give it to God to end this dramatic show
 A lesson learned; Insecurities lead to apologies
Apologies lead to breaking down on my knees
Acknowledging I let my guard down
I have to just stand still, and let my heavenly father guide me, and wear the crown
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