forgive me.

for every drop of poison i spit,
for every glare i impale you with,

forgive me.

for every time i mercilessly tear you down,
for every time i force upon your face a frown,

forgive me.

for each time i made you think, "we'd be better off without her."
for each time you wanted to say, "could you be any more sinister?"

forgive me.

for every single tear i cry as i write this,
for every stab in my throat as i hold the sobs in,

forgive me.

People want to live and people want to give. People want to be seen and people want to be heard. People die and people grieve. People speak and people breathe. People weep and people please.

Is it worth it? Is it easy? Is it right? Is it wrong? Have we left? Have we ruin? Are we right? Are we wrong? No one knows. No one throws. No one is right. No one is wrong.

People lie and people die. People love and people lie. People fall in love and people cry. People break and people mend. People are helpless little critters scurrying about under a torn and scarred sky. Lord save us.

Events do not change the truth.