Confessionary

I remember their faces
Telling me the forbidden lifes
they have right now
As I was surprised by the words

Unless you never have heard about their confessions
You surely will see them as normal people
Working hard to live
But deep inside they taste the pleasure of sinning

I'm not the right person
To make judgements about their behavior
Because sometimes i wish to be the one living the sin
But i know how it hurts in the end

I must admit, the confessions are hard to accept
And I try in a useless way to make them feel bad
But sometimes, i wish to be one of them
Confessing my sins to somebody else