• Mistakes are made everyday,
    But mine are far worse than yours,
    Forgiveness, no one will say,
    To me, broken and torn,

    I've paid my dues,
    I've done my time,
    But never will I be pardoned,
    From this exile,
    That I've brought,
    To myself and went and hardened,

    Intercept my heart from death,
    And save me from my hell,
    But with your cold and chilling breath,
    You threw me and I fell,

    Your grudge is strong,
    And ignorance too,
    To leave me in the dust,
    I tried to say,
    I pleaded to you,
    But like blackjack, I dealt out a bust,

    So why do I still care,
    That I want to be friends?
    I don't know, but what I bear,
    Is a burden that, to me, it tends.