I try to be kind and sincere each day,
Yet they judge me by my past, pushing me away.
Every step I take, they question and doubt,
My every truth, they twist and flout.
The mistakes I made, they belong to yesteryear,
But they overshadow the good, making it unclear.
I speak from my heart, with honesty and grace,
Yet they see lies in every word, every trace.
I seek a new path, a future bright and clear,
But they bind me to shadows, fueling my fear.
Each day I strive to be better, to heal and mend,
But their judgments cut deep, again and again.
The weight of honesty is a heavy toll,
Their harsh words burden my soul.
I try to be kind and sincere each day,
Yet they judge me by my past, pushing me away.
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