You know where you stand, you wrong.
They also know you wrong.
But your mind instead formulate ways of how you'd flee and feel free, thinking you innocent. Then lets you act as if you the victim, though slightly words like spears penetrate the cores of your emotions. Robustly it hurts, as from those that you thought you'd really rely on, like dust they skillfully disappear. The come times where wishes and dreams, regrets and grieves, disbelieves and hesitations will behave as a friend then suck all the light and leave fright. you know what you deserve and they think they understand, while their judging mentality should face extinction
But you know your guilt.
Even when you begin to compare and compromise. When you begin to doubt the thought that gave birth to the act. The act that then brought the edge that you never thought existed. I speak of negligence, about the rejection you'll experience. When your conscious settles with it, you know you guilty but firmly pain is provoked, injecting in your mind suicidal ideas. Everything makes less sense until you find solutions to clear the guilt. Sad part is that you know you wrong. Courage and determination revolves all around your discomfort caused by your inner voices. Offense turned to defense, where to confide or seek help, When you lack faith even in your perspective insight.
Now this is where and how it all began.
Growing up is the root of it, knowing what's right and also knowing what's wrong. the knowledge of being able to distinguish between day and night, between darkness and light. My guilt is produced by my actions, this are my results, my consequences and but its true my guilt is produced by what the world has to say
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