The smaller person in all but the physical sense
Carry your shame on your slouching shoulders
Which stoop lower as your sins manifest
Into your movements and thoughts
Into your nightmares and into your chest
Drink them down like the liquor in your glass
Unjustifiable
You cannot give back a childhood
Or resurrect how a loving home once stood
Though, once you know this truly
She will be stronger than you ever were
A woman now, she cries no longer
So, stoop low with your guilt glazed eyes
Continue being disenchanted
With your mediocre life
Understand you are the only person
Paralyzed by guilt
I am scarred but I am content
Something you will never be
ravinaravina 