This is my apology.

For every time they said you were worthless
And my silence made it seem like I agreed.
For every time I was heartless
When you were a friend in need.

For all the moments you were breathless
From running away from your fears,
And I stood beside you pretending
That I couldn't see your tears.

This is my apology;
For never showing that I cared

Dreaming of being alone
Not even close to being known
I'm unknown
Invisible like a shadow in the dark
Under the water like hammerhead shark
When I walk past, dogs don't even bark
Wandering the Earth
Not knowing how much I'm worth
Just walking around
Thinking I must be a let down
Frown on my face
Going at my own pace
Thinking if I really am a disgrace
Its hard to mantain my smiles
When I'm walked on like if i was a floor tile
Bout to flow away from this like the nile
Floating away like a ghost
Going through things from coast to coast
One day I'll come out of this shell
Maybe then I'll excel
But for now I say farewell

This door you might not open, and you did;
  So enter now, and see for what slight thing
You are betrayed. . . .  Here is no treasure hid,
  No cauldron, no clear crystal mirroring
The sought-for truth, no heads of women slain
  For greed like yours, no writhings of distress,
But only what you see. . . .  Look yet again—
  An empty room, cobwebbed and comfortless.
Yet this alone out of my life I kept
  Unto myself, lest any know me quite;
And you did so profane me when you crept
  Unto the threshold of this room to-night
That I must never more behold your face.
  This now is yours.  I seek another place.

One query that I have today,
Is why do we look down to pray?
And when we wish, we raise our eyes
Heavenwards, beyond our skies?
This troubles me, and I'll explain:
Tis the principle that brings me pain.
In prayer, should we not face our Lord,
Positioned there to be adored?
And shouldn't shame lower our gaze
Towards the roaring souls ablaze,
Crushed beneath the Devil's dancing,
Should we not face him in fancy?

The only way inside my heart
Is to patch it up, not rip it apart

Slowly, but surely, stitch by stitch
But one slight hesitation, unravels so quick

Delicate tugs, no frustration
Long, tight hugs, anticipation

One wrong move is detrimental
Everything said was confidential

Betraying trust rips vulnerable flesh
Bleeding and open, exposed to the rest

Ambulance blaring, but speeds right past
Forgotten again, but alone at last