Who Am I To Forgive

Here’s why it’s so hard to forgive

Because you had a choice

You had a choice not to be mean

You had a choice not to hurt others

You had a choice not to cross the line

The line into deliberate cruelty

Into deliberate intimidation

Into deliberate infliction of pain

And you crossed the line

You just were too recklessly indifferent

Or a graceless prick or bitch

However the gender presents

And here’s why it is so hard to forgive

Because you hurt me

And all I ever did was be good to you

Question my motives if you like

But the actions speak

I remember my mother once saying, rather screaming

I’m too good to you kids

I was scared then because she was really upset

And she didn’t get upset

But I understand now

I guess I was forgiven

But I didn’t do what you did

You crossed the line

But who am I to judge

I am to observe

If your actions speak for themselves

Then they speak

Who am I to forgive?