Forgive me

This is just a very short, basic poem. The inspiration of this was very small, on a movie I was watching a woman went to confess her sins. I automatically thought to write something that included it.

Today I skipped another class.

To be grateful is at times painfully lost.

I start to ponder if I will ever pass.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

Surrounded by smokers, yet they are my friends.

Pressured every day to try or pretend.

I take a drag, the smoke flows to my head, my brain becomes a moggy lens.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

I've just devoured a tasty treat,

I drop the wrapper on the street.

Proceeding to walk, as if oblivious to my action.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

Teenage bodies, up nice as close,

heavy breathing as we start to unclothe.

A combination of desire and defiance.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

A nagging voice in the side of my ear,

her inquiries so brutal, and hurtful to hear,

I shouldn't have cheated, abused, lied or repeated.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

I am a mother, of two young children, struggling to make a living.

Each day they go to school, it's my only rule.

Each day I am here, in a building built for men, giving.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned.