I walked through years like broken glass,
Left pieces of myself in every path.
Smiled for crowds while dying inside,
Made my pain a mask I wore with pride.

Told myself I was strong, unshaken
But every choice felt like self-betrayin’.
I chased the high, escaped the lows,
Buried guilt where no one knows.

I apologized, not for who I am,
But for what I became when the fire began.
For friends I lost to silence and strain,
For words I said carved deep like pain.

The bottles, the pills, the late-night screams,
The fading light in once-bright dreams.
I never meant to fade away
But the mirror showed me every day.

I stood on stages, played the part,
But left behind a hollow heart.
They cheered the sound, ignored the plea
I was breaking, but who’d see me?

So this is for the nights I can’t forget,
For sins unpaid and deep regret.
For the ones I hurt along the way
I carry that weight every day.

I apologize—not for surviving,
But for the wreckage I left while driving.
For every soul I let down blind,
And for the peace I’ve yet to find.