Lletres: My Lady Four. Even Apologies Have Enemies.

And I am sorry that I'm not,
the kind of person we all thought, I was.
And I am sorry that I lost,
lost track of who I am, and who I'm not.

Let's set aside the rage we felt.
Accept some things just can't be helped.

Move forward with the hand we're dealt.
Until we can forgive ourselves.

Until we find forgiveness...