As I Sit At The End Of The Day
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As I sit at the end of the day.
Thinking of all the people I have met,
And how I had conversations,
And simply how I listened to them,
Or went my own separate way.
I think of the promises I had made before
And still, have the works I have left half-done;
I think of whether I can fulfil them,
Or forget them all.
Have I ever helped a poor man in need?
Did I hurt someone close just out of greed,
I cannot save myself from my guilt
Conscience, the one that finds pleasure in
Criticizing. As I sit at the end of the day, I beg
To pardon 'the one' whose sight never left me
The one who can see it all and judge it all for
Me. “I’ll never repeat these mistakes,
Of that I am sure”,
I give my word, cause I can only run away
From my enemies, but not from my own guilt.