I look back on the days now gone,
On words that slipped, on deeds I've done.
I see the shadows that I cast,
In moments that I let rush past.

The faces that I turned away,
The hurt I caused, the things I’d say—
I wish I’d held my tongue, been kind,
But I was lost, I was blind.

The chances that I let slip by,
The tears I never let them cry.
I could have been a better friend,
But selfishness would not bend.

I see it clear, in hindsight's glow,
The pain I caused, the seeds I'd sow.
And now the weight of it I bear,
A burden heavy, hard to share.

I long to reach those I have wronged,
To mend the ties that once were strong.
To tell them that I know my fault,
And pray...