Regret
Humor me
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Ive regretted so many choices
I can feel myself turn a different hue
Not my original color
Not pure white
Not pure black
But that of a shade
A shade of grey
Not to dark
Not to bright
But a shadow in different lights
A mix of horrible choices
And good too
Not everything black
Not everything white
Just shades of gray
Shades id prefer to hide
Shades id love to not happen
Shades ive learned from and hid
Shades ive painted over
Like scars
Scars i try to cover
Scars that show how ive done bad
Scars that show how i live
Scars that show how terrible i am
Im scared the scars will show
Im scared the paint will wash off
Im scared the shadow will stand out
Ive made choices
Nothing insane
Many questionable
And morally wrong
To tell between good and bad
I know people can change because i have but
Will they see through the same glass i see
Or is it to muddy
Will they see my color
Or did the paint taint it more
Will they understand the scars
Or think im broken
I havent done anything bad or illegal just stuff thats not that good for a high school student. please let me know how i can improve this poem and i pretty sure everything is spelled correctly
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