Sometimes I sit and think about all the times I never gave a damn, how =

my actions affected those around, I never stopped to think that anybody =

ever cared about me. I wonder if it is a bit too late to reverse the =

feelings of their hate, I want to say that I apologize, I'm trying to =

redeem myself but I still want to keep my pride. When I think of =

yesterday I can see there's nothing more for me, I want to think about =

tomorrow, time just fades the pages from my book of memories, I want to =

think about tomorrow. The brutal things I said and all the people hurt, =

I hope they forgive me, the brutal things I said and all the people =

hurt, I'm glad those days are gone.

Submitted by: Mel