I know I was wrong,
so I repent my sins,
but every week I dive back in,
with no regret until its too late,
now I must stay to face my fate,
I write my own book unknowing the end,
But threw it all I meant defend,
I've lost to much to give up now,
but my head is up while my eyes are down,
like a criminal in court,
I was put to trials,
that test if I am worthy,
they spread out my files,
they all say I'm dirty,
they accused me of crimes, that never started,
But she still accepts me open hearted,
she knows what I've done,
she knows what I did,
I might be a kid who ran and hid
but she stayed true threw the end of it.