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I wrote a song, a journal gave it to the world
Told the story of when I was just a girl
I sought understanding clarity in truth
By baring all the wounds inflicted on my youth
You criticized my choice to stand up to my past
To give the pain a voice so that it too could pass
But I felt brave and filled with pride as I let go
Of bitterness that wouldn't leave or let me grow
But I will spend a lifetime
Trying to understand
Why someone sharing my bloodline
Would not lend me their hand
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?
I loved her more than myself but she made me choose
Between her and my father and so I refused
I fled her house and wrath eleven years of age
Followed the crooked path that led me to a stage
The curtains opened up my heart followed the lead
The music wouldn't stop and I could finally breathe
But I will spend a lifetime
Trying to understand
Why someone sharing my bloodline
Would not lend me their hand
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?
Am I supposed to apologize?

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Submitted by: Nootmare on May 03, 2022