Apologies 15
Calming oils, scented candles, deep in meditation
Looking for the future of my generation
In the middle of 2016 trying to start new
But I feel like my worst is the best I can do
I hate when I have to give apologies
Because I'm releasing out the inner me
I'm sorry for all the lies I've told
And sorry for the times I stole
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I've said
I'm sorry for the times I played with your head
Now friends I have very few
And it's lonely when you have no one to talk to.
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