Sunday, August 26, 2012

Influence

Teenage hormonal influence is almost like duress.
I felt forced to say so many things, to shock or to impress.
As teens melt into adulthood, I learn what to say and how to say it.
To hurt, for chaos, or as a joke, I learned to play it.
With the chemical influence from social split, I was not immune.
This time I payed, and you played. We led each other to doom.
You don't know how I've questioned. I don't know if you cried.
I remember what I wanted, but worse, remember why.
I apologize. I regret my behavior, but the real sins
Were not so much in the acts, but in the reasons.

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