If I Could Do it Over



If I could do it over 

Would I?

I could escape

from the pain.

I could escape

from the shame.

It's like a cage.

I'm in a rage

inside my cage 

from the shame 

that I feel

for the pain

that I caused.


Then the rain clears

and the sun shines.

All the tears

that I shed 

dry and I 

find that my fears


I would not,

I could not give it up.

 This year is who I am.


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