I just don't know how...
How can I say sorry? It's not all that strange, to feel
like I feel like, I feel like
I have nothing of value left, only the fractured parts
of my sunshine heart and the fiercest
Curse that has mastered the presence
If I am sorry then, I'm no longer tired
But aching to be engrained in you
So that you can feel the pain I feel
Knowing that hurt and that hurt and that hurt
Stupid stupid stupid hurt
I found my mirror and I took in what I saw
Shame and happiness fluidly
exasperated and ecstatic
Current taking me away with itself
Current drowning me
As I look to the worlds ceiling as it. breaks
And yet.... I am sorry.
Sorry that I have no self-control
Even if I don't have my self to control
Sorry that I have no will
To reject the desires of some soft and precious
Gain that I hope will bring
The whole and the half as my bonus
I'll listen when I can, but my ears ache.
My neck is firm, and my heart is tense.
My soul is tired of doing it all right
So for once let me find my pitying self
My pitying self, for my self.
He's often quiet and misunderstood
But now he stands above it all.
He's sorry, so am I.