Apology

I owe myself an apology for not recognizing the sweetness that resides within me,
 For giving it all to someone who sought only to deplete it all in me.
Am sorry myself for the thick skin, I tried too hard, searching for a wrong shoulder to lean.
In the process, I buried something in me that had not yet blossomed , a dormant seed to sprout.

I was just a saint, and they? Snakes not heavenly sent.
I said I am searching, but I was just learning.
Learning not to give up too fast, for nothing beautiful is easy getting.

I owe myself an apology for not finding you sooner; perhaps I could rewrite my future.
I was a fool; for thinking my first heartbreak was the end, yet the beginning, the journey ext_end.
For not realizing a loser can still be winning.
For saying a king was never akin to a slave, yet I was to my queen.

I owe myself an apology for loving the wrong ones.
For burying this gem in shadows, i was unaware of its brilliance
For not realizing every setback was a lesson in disguise, they were steps to my perfection
But before I apologize myself, You owe me an apology first for not meeting me sooner than now, for making me pass and see the unforeseeable, yet controllable.