It is in the quiet

Where my mind wanders

And yes it finds the good

But often discovers the regrets

Haunt me by using

My actions against me

Did I really do that?

I was that stranger

My soul has never been clean

No matter how hard

I tried to scrub the sin

That waits in the past

Because regrets find solace

In the mistakes we make

And some lessons are never learned

Until the shame shakes our future

So now as I sit in the car

And my mind races to the guilt

I smile down the contrition

And know I am not the stranger