My Mistakes

There have been many in my lifetime
Some I made a bad choice
Others I believed in a false truth

Believing I could have family and a normal life
Believing my past would not define my future
Believing that even as an adult I would no longer be bullied
Believing I could let it roll off my back the way others do

Trusting those who claimed to be friends had my interests at heart
Trusting those sworn to protect me wouldn't stop when things didn't go their way
Trusting those who were to love me in sickness and in health wouldn't turn away again when I became sick again
Trusting they wouldn't turn those I cherished into my reason for both living and wanting to die

Hoping my mistakes would always be forgiven
Hoping those I trusted would always be there for me
Hoping those ideals I held above all others wouldn't be used against me
Hoping I would not grow old and alone surrounded by the ones I loved who loved me in return