Experience

It's true I've made mistakes
Sometimes I've been cold and cruel
Often been seen as heartless
Often acted like a fool.

People who I'm close to
Seemingly at the end of their rope
Slowly distancing themselves
For me they ran out of hope.

Used to be so loved
Always, I was kind
But then bad things happened
Almost destroyed my mind.

Slowly stopping to trust
Locking my pain away
Being self centred and mean
Was how I made it through each day.

Truth be told
Thought I was protecting myself
Now reached the conclusion
Could have used some help.

Now I've made a pact with myself
Next time I hurt I wont lock myself away
I'll use it as experience
To get me through each day.