To the girl, my ignorance played,

To the girl that hates me,

To the girl who goes out her way to steal my joy,

I'm sorry.

Blame that on my ignorance,

Not my head or my heart.

I was 14, I was clueless about what love was.

I was 14, I was clueless on what a relationship was,

I was 14, I was clueless on what romantic intentions were.

I'm sorry.

Blame that on my ignorance,

Not my head or my heart.

My ignorance does not make me a bad person

My ignorance does not make me a better person.

My ignorance does not erase that moment for you.

I'm sorry.

Blame that on my ignorance,

Not my head or my heart.

Either the experience taught us both something,

Either the experience taught you something,

Either the experience taught us both nothing.

I'm sorry.

Blame that on my ignorance,

Not my head or my heart.

Hoping that you eventually get over it.

Hoping that you find peace in your current state,

Hoping that you will stop talking about me. 

I'm at peace.

I owe that to God and myself.

Not anyone else.

Ever will I love honestly and faithfully.

Ever will I pray for a second chance with someone else.

Ever will I continue to work on myself each day.

I'm at peace.

I owe that to God and myself.

Not anyone else.

Appreciating the past because it brought me to the present,

Appreciating the hate, because it forces me to grow.

Appreciating my mistakes, because they humble me.

I'm at peace.

I owe that to God and myself.

Not anyone else.

Loving those who, despite the talk, trusted in my character.

Loving those who, despite their reputations, spoke to me.

Loving those who, despite it all, applauded my growth.

I'm at peace.

I owe that to God and myself.

Not anyone else.

Searching for new experiences, and fun moments,

Searching for my place in the world, college and beyond,

Searching for people to inspire, lives to impact and mentor.