And to you, I deserve nothing.
Why must my past mistakes dictate whether or not I deserve happiness?
I have grown exponentially...
I am inches, feet, and yards taller than the person I once was.
You are only able to see through the camera lens you lug around
and it's hurting your vision, oh how it's ruining your perception of all the good around you.
I am sorry for how I hurt you, and I'll carry around the weight of my mistakes forever.
But as long as I have God by my side, I know I am forgiven, and I know that I am worthy.
Do what you please, but please don't bring me down with you.