Mistakes
Mistakes
Of What do I stand accused,
You seem to want to blame me, For everything that goes wrong In your life.
I can feel that your glares that rest on my back. But not one will confront or say of what I am accused, at least not to my face.
Actually aren't we all just part of the human race. Just looking for someone to blame four our own shame..
Arent we all Imperfect and make mistakes. I'm not afraid to admit it just, I
I've made so many, should I go through the list.
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