I have never realized when to say sorry to you
Times I have tried to understand what you expect
Times I have succeeded but proportions so few
Times I have handled your feelings without respect.
Maybe I would say help me understand
Maybe you would make an exception from your stand
But may be I would tread the same path at hand
But may be you already know the law of the land
It's time to contemplate and analyze myself through
Do I really feel what I wish to do
Do I really believe in open mind, or stuffs that thorough
The more I feel, my eyes are red, maybe encapsulating sorrow
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