Mistakes

I have made many
But have changed plenty
It's funny how when your done making them
Your eyes open to a wider ream
In time your caught up
May even mess up on what you thought was love
I felt I was walking in darkness
But when it was all done and finished. The cobb webbs fell off.
And child mentality was lost
Because of the Lord I have changed
So much that my mistakes has been inflamed