Forgiveness

I don’t know if you’ll ever forgive me for what I’ve done to you,

and I don’t know if you’ll ever stop hating me for what I’ve done to you.

But after growing up a little,

I understand now that that stuff is on you;

it’s up to you to forgive me

and it’s up to you to stop hating me.

I won’t force you to forgive me

and I won’t force you to stop hating me.

It’s your choice on what you do, I will not influence it.

This poem is about: 
Me

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