Forgive me, dear.
I thought I could be though as I always think I would,
but its all coming down in one big storm
and it scattered the ship I thought would take me home.
Its not that I am afraid of the scars,
I've been falling and bleeding.
It's not that I want to give up,
I've been standing still on the edge of the fight.
Its not that I haven't tried,
I jump the hills when I'm afraid the height.
But there are some wars that you can't win alone,
I am on my own.