Cast the First Stone
Flipping through my Bible the other night, I came across something I wrote a while ago, actually dated from April 2009. I don't care what you think of me don't care if you can't see the change I'm trying to be. But I have to say it'd be nice if you thought of me. If you'd cease to be someone that I can't wait to leave. Change is difficult, surrounding or within though you may not know that because here you've always been. But maybe, just maybe, you should think of others once. Give out perhaps an ounce of trust. But on the other hand who needs you, unless you change too. Lots of emotion packed into those lines. Let me fill in some background. The year 2008-2009 was rough for me, though that doesn't excuse any of my poor decisions. Paul announced in August 2008 that we would inevitably be moving away from Beaumont the following summer, just prior to my senior year of high school. I vowed to make my remain...