It's too late

Too late for excuses
Too late to back up
I got too many bruisers
I think it's time for u to growup

I'm no toy
No need to be used by a simple boy
My pride and joy is gone
I have been destroyed

This may seem sad
But in the end I'm glad
I'm not mad
All the things I had

Should I clap
Or should I snap
I need to be wrapped in comforting arms
You fooled me with your charms

Now i'm stuck with nothing
All the pain has been acumulating
Now I'm gonna stop the acting
And start addressing

It's too late
Too late for you to apologize
I got enough of this
Now it's time for me to criticize