Free Apology

Apologies, to my father and mom and Jesus
I'm sorry that I'm not how you wanted me

I'm sorry that I'm not who you thought I'd be
I'm always givin all of me, I know it's not enough for you

I gotta lot to prove, trauma to process, and sorrow too
I gotta talk to myself when my thoughts aren't true

Prolly why I'm always fakin, smilin when I can't take it
Fallin apart in the dark wit my hands shakin

I can't take back what I did when I was stressed
I can't change the past, only my mindset

I've heard it said, hurt people hurt people
Which might explain why my head's cursed and words are evil

So for this evenin, Imma get turnt and forget my feelins
Curse like a heathen, slur my words and purge these demons

And at the end of the night, when I'm bleedin but still breathin
Imma raise my fist up high to the sky and scream freedom!



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Allen
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