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For being me

For the tears that were wasted,

The hurt that was caused,

For the sorrow that came,

When the laughter paused;

For turning away

When you held out your hand,

For losing my cool

When you made your stand;

For walking out

On a friend - so true,

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For being me

For being a coward -

So unlike you:

For all this , and so much more

I'm so sorry...

 

The world outside seems

Uncertain, unfair, cruel,

And the road I travel

Suddenly, not so smooth.

I lurched forward

Looking for a new beginning -

A new me -

It never came.

 

I tried to turn back;

I searched my soul

For an answer

But I was lost.

I was losing and falling...

Falling so fast-

Too fast for the hands

That tried to break my fall.

 

Maybe it was my own making,

Maybe it was fate;

I know I refused

Those - your helping hands.

I know I'm not worth

The pain and hurt I caused

I'm sorry for all that.

But I'm sorry most of all

Simply for being me.

 

Manju Babu Kiriyan

Ist year, B.com

St Teresa's College

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