Crumbling up the previous paper

Thinking about the many errors I made

Crying inside because I know that I may not live another day

Hating myself for the previous comment I made

Thinking grotesquely at the thought I might be a reflection of a slave

Once again hating myself...

The thought that I may turn the corner and never turn one again

Praying for those who lost their lives

Hating myself because after all I've done, I was blessed to be alive

Where do I put myself?

Where do I lay my feelings down?

Crumpling these inner feelings

Just a Thought of Mine.