Like stabbing someone who had their whole life planned,

like ignoring someone who needed a hand.

Like judging someone who’s scared to be themselves,

like forgetting someone and putting them on the dusty top shelf.

Like discouraging someone who never felt like they belong,

like stealing someone’s story and singing their song.

Like caring for someone and then telling them goodbye,

like hurting someone who’s afraid to cry.

Like breaking someone who’s afraid to crumble,

like tripping someone who’s afraid to stumble.

Like deceiving someone who’s very innocent,

Shaking their belief and giving their heart a tiny dent.

Guilt tears you apart into tiny shreds,

shaking fingers and bowed heads.


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