Guilt

I look at my family

and think about the past

the things that happened

and the things that last

the smiles in memories

or the cries of greed

all awhile you look back at me

I try my best and you know it well

you say you're proud

and that I've done well

but were you aware of 

the lies I used to tell

the tears that fell

or how many times I cursed you to hell?

You tried your best

and I tried mine

but all along

I felt alone inside

it wasn't your fault

it wasn't you

it was just the things I used to do

they caught up with me

and called me names

they always told me

I'm the one to blame

but not anymore

never again

I'm changing for once

and it'll be my demons end.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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