Regrets of a weak mind
Weak minded I once was
Made fun of because of my flaws
Put through shame in misery
Throughout my life history
From home to home
Family to family
Living in complete agony
Brought up without a pop
Left alone like we belonged in a Junk Shop
Vowed to never let him see my success
Sixteen years later I see him again
And became depressed
He was dying
As he lied there
I couldn’t help but stare
In that instance
I became very reminiscent
All the pain
Faded
Regret only remained
Chained
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