I'm sorry for being dishonest,
I'm sorry for being dumb,
How come I descended from flawless,
To feeling exactly like scum..?
I do confess, that I was wrong,
To lie, to hide, to burn to dust
Relationship that seemed so strong,
To undermine your trust.
I cannot change the things I did,
Though I can change myself.
Bad habits that put me of shelf,
I promise to get rid.
I love you, honey, that's the truth.
I'm ready for the deeds.
I know these words can't bring you soothe,
But they may plant a seeds
Of trust, of hope, of everything I broke.
I hope this was a nightmare, from which we two could woke.