Regret And Pain

This poem has touched me deeply. I've been through what your talking about. I was with a wonderful guy and just slowly let him slip away, but I was so deprived when I realized what I did I wanted to take it all, everything horrible I said or did but congrats on the poem it's well said and inspiring.

When I was about 12 years old when everything started happening. A year before my grandpa died. My mom and I would do horrible things to each other, call each other names. I have had a lot of regretful things in my life that I wish I could go back in time and redo everything, I wish I would have treated my mother better. Now that I have gotten older, I have matured, and realized my mom has always been there for me, my father was never in my life until I was about 18 years old. People tell me I'm just like my dad, I act like him, and that I need to straighten up before I get to far down that path he is/was walking down. I have done some drugs, I have cut because I wanted to feel pain on the outside and not the inside. My mom lost all trust with me when I started my teenage years when I started stealing, doing drugs, sneaking around, leaving dances at school, just all kinds of immaturity things, and hanging out with the wrong crowd at the wrong times.