I'm sorry for hurting,
Hating, and not holding you.
It's true I haven't been the
Greatest to you.
I keep my pain inside my brain
Until I go utterly insane.
When I inhale and let it out
Alls that comes it but a shout.
I'm sorry my heart is so cold,
confined, and currently cut up.
I never meant to be so mean,
Make you sad, or even scream.
Mom what I really meant to say
Is your the sun that's in my day,
Your the grass that grows real Green, your the birds that love to
Sing, your my family and everything.
