Apologies to you whom it may concern!

I've hated so much for such a young girl
Let anger and despise rule my whole world
when twist turned to turn
i was ready to burn you, crucify you, deny you
leave you, dry you
I didn't know how to respect
but expected love
prayed to the skies to heaven above
why ?oh! Why? did you lie?
, but who am I to sit there and cry
I've only ever fought fights not my own
praise in those wins
so eager to stone
quick to remorse
to drag out my pain
and jump right back in start it all over again
while those I say I love sacrifice
to give so much more than what will suffice
I took, I take , I left, and I break
Cause I've only ever been spoiled
never gone through turmoil, toil, bleed, boil
yet I ran like a cow to the Slater
who here can say that their proud of me their daughter?
So apologies I write in the dead of the night
to fix what is left of bridges I've burned
So I guess it's my turn
If your Mr. Father
And your Mrs. Mom
then I'm little child
whose all gone wrong
I said once that I'm not in the game of raising the dead
, but that's what fuel such evil hate
dead mistakes
apologies I write in the dead of the night to those who I've hurt
who I've hated out of spite