I Sorry

…For being 3 nimajneb darnoel derf. That boy thinking I could; wishing I would; for being easily misunderstood. I sorry for refusing to grow because I wasn't ready. A punk, a coward to my own dreams decreasing ones' self –esteem. Afraid! Not tough enough to let go clinging to you. Burning all my bridges made to swim, no tread in the deep deep frigid. I sorry for going in figure eight's; in circles. Blowing through day landing in midnight. For breathing the air of the past, waiting for the Clue; the Key; the Answer to come find me. I had it twisted He was, is, and will be. All along it was up to me to turnaround and maintain. I'm sorry I came in contact with living backwards in front of all you.