When my errors past and present
Stare so keenly in my face
When all I’ve done and sadly so
Comes back to me in floods of memory
What do I do, where do I hide?
When fingers accusing point and blame
Eyelids peeled and eyeballs bright
Mouths ajar demanding to know
Questions to ponder, questions to answer
What do I say, where do I hide?
With trembling lip and shaky hand
I dare not look at them in the face
Will they see my tears of shame?
Who will know how deeply I regret
How do I tell it, where do I hide?
I never meant such evil to do
To live and love and be happy always
That is what I ever dreamed to be
But then, I fell and I fell again
And now I’m bruised and battered from the fall.
Judge me not so severely sister
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