I must accept that during my journey – my evolution
Not all steps were righteous
And as much as I received hurt, I also hurt people along the way
A heavy and burdensome weight
Heart on my sleeve, blood on my page to display
So much regret in how I treated them that way
But I cannot go back in time for my steps to remake
No backwards walking, only forward steps to take
I am still broken in so many ways
Afraid of hurting someone else, afraid of being hurt
Imprisoning myself in an emotional cage
Trying to seek some sort of solace
As I shed the past and put old ways on the shelf
Evident that I’m still a work in progress
Because I have yet to figure out a way to forgive my former self