How can I say that I’m sorry?
How can I say I was wrong?
How can I say I’ve been caught in this game for too long?
How can I take back those words
I flung out of fear and frustration?
Hard times and pain have pulled me back in the game after all.
We teach our children well:
your feelings never tell
and when you’re afraid, to lash out in hate.
Now I’ve grown to find
those games still in my mind.
And pushed to the brink, I react without thinking.
How can I say that I love you
when no one will teach me to love?
Hard times and pain can’t pull me back in the game if I love.
Let’s teach our children well
to love, above all else.
That reaching out to a friend
destroys fear, in the end.
My pride I do resign
so you I can invite
Into this life I’ve known as “my own.”
