Regrets for the times
that I left you
Remorse for
everything that hurt you
It’s not my intention
to prick you
Nor my decision to trick
you
It seems that I've never been new
If you’re badly mad,
I understand
You can blame on me if
you’re fed up
Just don’t decide to
give up your hand
I'm still here
trying to look up
I am still here
trying to stand
