Do not tell me you are sorry
Do not tell me you repent
Do not plead that you deserve salvation from that which you lament
No, you are on your own now
You claimed that you could handle
You took for granted of your power, now you sit in shambles
The world was ever at your feet
With confidence you boasted long
Have you found humility in finding you were wrong
I take back from you your courage
Your ambition, though it shone
What have you come to understand now that you bask alone
Do you now take heed of my design
Though filled with insecurity
And did you find that at your age there still lurks immaturity
