if you asked for forgiveness, maybe I would forgive you.

I remenise my pain
How it was lined up
Grew up misleaded
by my own mom though
don't like her
because I was mistreated
So how was I wrong?  
I never asked for birth
She act like it's my fault
when i ask why she starts getting ralled up
She never cared that's my lesson
She wished me dead through a message
False love and neglection
Want attention get regected
I don't hate her
I forgive her apology
even though she never said it

I never expect to be fuller than this,
but I still feel an emptiness.
Hands won't heal the mess that was made.
Hands won't feel what words have left.

And I'm sorry.

Every cell I am of begs for forgiveness.

On my knees,
I never see a thing.
On my knees,
I never feeling anything,