Looking Back, I’m Ashamed

Looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was, A mirror shows the choices I regret. In shadows of the past, I see my flaws, Yet wisdom’s light has guided me, I bet. I wandered lost, each step a trial’s cost, With every wrong turn, pain would carve its mark. Yet from the struggle, lessons were embossed, And in each failure, hope would leave a spark. I’ve changed with time, though flaws remain with me, The heart that seeks redemption finds its way. Through doubt and darkness, God’s light sets me free, A brighter path emerges from the gray. Each high and low, a wave that comes and goes, But morning’s light brings clarity and calm. I see the man I’ve become, and I know, In every flaw, there’s a chance to transform. So here I stand, the past both near and dear, I’ve faced my truth and learned to hold it close. In every scar, a lesson clear and clear, And in my flaws, a story to propose.