Immature

How could I be so ignorant?
Always screaming
Demanding more
Wanting candy
Then wanting blood

You were kind to me
Nice to me
I'm sorry, sweetheart
I never returned the favor
All I did was criticize
Now, I regret the whole thing

People like you are blessings
People like me curses
We damn and destroy
While you heal and cure
Oh, darling
I regret doing all I did
I was an immature fool

You never judged
Never hurt me
Instead, you embraced
You loved
I did the contrary
I judged
I hurt
I'm sorry, love
I'm sorry, hon