Please forgive me
I still don’t understand
Why I live this way
Is it part of a plan
 
I try everyday
To do what feels right
Why then is it
I sob and cry at night
 
I try to make good choices
To be a good man
Yet this all leaves me empty inside
Like a used-up tin can
 
All I can do
Is to keep working to be better
So this isn’t my last story
Or a blood-stained letter
 
One foot in front of the next
Just a step at a time
Looking towards the day
When I will enjoy the sunshine

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