Don't be mad at me because of this
I've done some very bad things,
Convincing myself they where for the best,
But always knowing in my heart how much damage they could do,
And how much they would hurt each of my friends.
I don't expect forgiveness,
I don't expect things to return to the way they where,
I just hope I can still have a conversation with you,
I just hope I can call you my friend.
I'm sorry for the things I done,
Even more for the things that I've said,
I don't know exactly what I was thinking at the time,
But I know I must have been out of my mind.
Please don't hate me to much,
Please try and at least understand,
I just wish I could turn back the hands of time,
Just enough to say my final goodbye.
But maybe leaving without warning was a blessing,
Because sometimes saying goodbye just makes going away that little bit harder.
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Depression seriously sucks ass