I'm sorry, for too many things to too many people

Most of the time when I smoke in my room is when I'm feeling fifty shades of fucked up. And it's also such times that I really really, with all my heart, wish my cigarettes were joints. Then I'd get high as fuck, before sleeping like a baby, without a care or any pain in the world, just a throbbing high in my head and a droopy pair of eyes. Cowardly me, I'm sorry.

I forgive you 
We were just a couple of kids 
Trying to figure out how to live 
Doing it our way 
No shame, no blame 
'Cause the damage is done 
And I forgive you 

 I forgive you 
We were busy living the dream 
Never noticed the glass ceiling falling in on us 
No shame, no blame 
'Cause the damage is done 
And I forgive you 

I Forgive You, by Kelly Clarkson