People

I look left.
I look right.
Every where I look I see a hurt pair of eyes.
I'm searching helpless and afraid.
I can see they're disappointed and dismayed.
When I look back at them, they quickly look away.
Unable to face me all alone.
For they can not cope with the things I've done.
So they trickle away.
and faded I've become restrained.
Along with my unforgettable past,
comes my unforgettable pain.