Is it really going to be this way?
Walking the halls with shame seared into the folds of my mind.
Apologizing can't fix anything this time.
From the depths of the sea, I didn't see this coming.
Sleep deprivation causes my mind to think irrationally.
No matter the length of sincerity I feel,
It won't be enough to save the bridge
That has begun burning...
Is it really like this?