Awakened

I smile to keep from crying
Everyday I spend my hours trying
To keep my self denying
That I'm not afraid of dying

To walk up to those pearly gates
To walk the path that holds my faith
To read the wrongs that have been written
Standing there waiting for my sentence

Looking back at all the mistakes I've made
To all the mean tricks and games I played
To the people I made shudder with fear
My evil ways are apparently clear.

I cry to keep from smiling
I stopped spending my hours trying
To live my life denying
That I'm afraid of dying

This poem is about: 
Me

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