looking through the glass
watching my life go by
i sigh and say alas
what has become of me

the horrible deeds i did
the cruel words i let loose
i wish to be rid
of my horid past

i might be forgiven
i might be forgot
but i am still driven
to be rid of things that should be not

Brandon Brooks

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-the-looking-glass-4/