To the little girl
alone
crying
sitting on your bed wondering if you will ever be enough
I'm sorry for dashing your dreams
Were they ever truly yours?
To the person just starting to grow
learning what the world was
I'm sorry we let him into ours
Was he ever truly safe?
To the man that I used to be
Wrapped up scared
Afraid of what we were becoming
Afraid of what they were turning us into
Afraid of our thoughts
Could it ever truly have been love?
And I'm sorry to the person I am now
For never knowing what to do
For putting all the blame on you
And for still not believing you're enough
Will you ever?