I look at everything trying to fit in it all... The only prob is my regrets catches up faster then I can hide from them. Every day I struggle to become something I am not. I really wish this all could go away. Funny thing about that even if it could I really hold onto what I have. I take my regrets and my faults and in the end I see if any good comes out of it. I still wonder if anything is right anymore or wrong. It’s a flat line between good and wrong. I realize this as I try to do both it easy to tell yourself you’re doing it for fun or for the better good. In the end I find I do everything for my own greed. I don't think I can talk about all my sins or crimes. Most are worse than when I stole for food just so I can have something to eat. I remember what I did and no I am not proud of most of it. In the end if I was to forget everything then it would be me who have wronged those I already wronged. To forget what I done in the end is dehorning those individual.
