Regrets of a weak mind

Weak minded I once was

Made fun of because of my flaws

Put through shame in misery

Throughout my life history

From home to home

Family to family

Living in complete agony

Brought up without a pop

Left alone like we belonged in a Junk Shop

Vowed to never let him see my success

Sixteen years later I see him again

And became depressed

He was dying

As he lied there

I couldn’t help but stare

In that instance

I became very reminiscent

All the pain

Faded

Regret only remained

Chained 

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