Belated Birthdays

Maybe to you I’m the devil
Maybe I’m nothing but evil.
Sometimes I hope that’s how you remember me. Sometimes I hope that you know enough to hate me

But most times I hope you know that I’m human. That I’ve failed in the same way you would have. If we had the same shoes, you and I.
Now it’s too late. Now we’re both hurt and it’s ruined.
And I still don’t know, who the hell that it is that I am that could do this.
All that I know is I’m sorry you ever had to go through what you did.