Only Human
Not claiming to be perfect, not even remotely close I have made mistakes in my past and can not promise that i won't My future is uncertain as is my heart, I try to forgive your follies, but the heart does not. With every passing hour, I grow more concerned I am but only human, no saint, I am not. My thoughts I choose to keep to me, My secrets are mine to hold, and only mine to know. Strange, when I think about it, They say forgive and forget... It's a little difficult to do, especially after all that was said.