Please forgive me for what I have to say
For i mean nomore harm
I only want to give advice
I don't want to hurt you anymore
I look back and i remember
I miss it
Lying in the grass looking at the stars
Pretending to know what were talking about
I remember my life so simple
Now its so complicated
I try to watch out for you
But i cant anymore
I try to show you how much i care
but i cant nomore
Please forgive me for what i have done
For I mean no harm
I love this poem. I know how younger relatives can be, and yes, sometimes we hurt with out even knowing.