Treasure Island

Shijin Ronin

(09/30/1989 / Bloomington, IL)

Apology


I'm sorry I always held you back
I never let you be
I'm sorry I kept you off track
I was never able to see
I'm sorry I always put you down
I never let you free
I'm sorry you never left the ground
I always made you flee

I'm sorry I broke your heart
I always let you go
I'm sorry I left you torn apart
Now we'll never know
I'm sorry I carved your flesh
I always told you 'no'
I'm sorry I failed the test
And I left you below

I'm sorry for everything I've done
I'm sorry you never found the one
I'm sorry I broke you in two
I'm sorry I don't know what to do
I'm sorry that you'll never know
I'm sorry I always let you go
I'm sorry you never got to be
And most of all I'm sorry you're me

Submitted: Sunday, October 21, 2007
Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011

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