I am sorry
you cut
bleed
and wrote
Because of me.
If I could take it all back
Which I wish I could
Everything would be nice and good
But as I write these words I am laid down with guilt
I don't deserve you trust but fi you would please
I beg and plead to believe me
I wasn't online but my tab still stood
My sister took my device
And did not close my standing tab
If it weren't there I wouldn't be thought
to have ignored you
And being weighed down by guilt I must say again if you did not heard
I am sorry.
