One Mistake
Life is just pretty much interesting. The world only see what are the bad things that you do in life then slowly count the many good deeds that you made. So is kindness a norm that everyone just do, or do we need to put extra effort i to it, sheading blood in gaining the trust of a person, being a kind and caring person ad try to live in a good name. Does all these ever matter when all you need is a bloody mistake in your life and all these things that you have earned so hard just vanished in to thin air. Why will you be grades a bad person when you did one single mistake and in all your life you try to be someone kind and nice. I am not talking about killers, rapist and robbers, those can rot in hell, but i am talking about us, people who just live our lives hanging around with our friends working our arse out for coloured notes.
Why can’t we just talk about it and not show face and think i am a bad person? We where given a voice for a reason, is to talk about it, given a mind to think and not assume, and a heat to feel and not to hurt. Why cant that simple mistake be a lesson to me and solve it by talking rather then to stick a knife in my heart and leave it there for the rest of my life.
