Do Our Mistakes Define Us?

We're not to sure who we are 

Until we've made a grand mistake 

We look in the mirror 

And question: How can I be human? 

Yet so inhumane 

The guilt 

The shame 

It comes and eats at your heart 

Then you look up and say 

This wasn't how I wanted to start 

My day 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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