A poem about how I used to be.
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If they knew the truth about me, they would walk away
If they knew the things I have done, they wouldn’t want to stay
My past if full of evil deeds and selfish acts
Today I try and do good and to help others go the right way
I try to think about others instead of myself each and every day
My present is working out the kinks of my self
My future is unknown although I think it will be good
But I shouldn’t get over-confident, knock on wood
My future is yet to be written, but hopefully I will be a better person tomorrow
Maybe one day I can balance out my faults with kindness
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