Regret

Tue, 03/19/2024 - 11:32 -- Giana.c

Yes.

I regret I a lot of things I did.

 

One time, when I was little,

I stole a chocolate egg from a store.

Though my mom caught me and grounded me,

I still feel terrible.

 

My mom always is thankful that I did not grow up like others kids.

Smoking crack, getting pregnant at 14, stay up at night,

Stuff like that.

 

But I feel like I could do more. 

I could've joined a cheer team.

I could've joined a volleyball team.

I could've I could've, I could have.

 

But I guess it wasnt mean't to be.

Because,

I am me.

 

And, I kinda like me.

A little.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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