The sins that I wore and I wear,
Blended onto my skin.
I wanna tear and throw it away,
But I cannot, it’s a part of me.

In moments of weakness, I chose wrong paths,
Taking steps that led to sorrow.
I watched my family suffer,
As my choices crumbled their joy.

Friends stood by me,
Yet I pulled them into my chaos.
Their laughter turned to silence,
As I dragged them through my storms.

Each bad decision, a weight I carry,
Heavy on my heart,
I see their pain reflected in their eyes,
And it cuts deeper than any blade.

Habits formed like chains around me,
I chased fleeting pleasures, ...