In the eyes of others,
I have sinned.
I've sinned so much,
I became untrustworthy,
Confidence,
I didn't receive it.
Support?
Out the window.
People will stop helping,
Once you have nothing to give.
When being nice,
You are taken advantage of.
What do I get to deserve this?
being too nice?
I get taken for granted.
I become tired of everything,
Everyone.
At times,
I become upset at others.
All because of one simple,
Ugly thing they do.
Then I realize,
Everyone is not like that.
Their behavior,
It's out of my control.
The ugly people,
Make me want to be an ugly person.
Then I tell myself,
"You're better than that."
And so,
I rephrase,
In the eyes of others,
I have sinned.
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Author:
Zora (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: June 10th, 2025 12:57
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
Comments1
A poem of judgement, others, self, God. One must decide which is most important. Lovely
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