dear confession,
One summer my mom got mad at me because she found out that I was
talking to older boys, and every time she'd ask me i'll deny.
But that night I was reading my bible I ran across a scripture that
stated, ''my tounge shall confess, and every knee shall bow.
so that night I prayed to god, god gave his ear unto me.The next morning I told my mom the truth.Later in life I tried to become a better person that was my goal to achieve but, I soon found out acievement has it's own anticlimax
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem