But hey!

At some point,

I would have to apologise

 for wearing my heart in my sleeve

and often be considered too nonchalant

for letting someone know what I feel

I may have to apologise

 for being incapable of hurt

and thus be considered inhuman 

but then, I have no tears left to breakdown with

I may have to apologise 

 for wanting things to be perfect

for those around, knowing my own past

though most would despise me for breaking their fall

I will come to know

 I have to apologise for being alive

for all I do is just try to ease lives

I do that cos death won't have me, and life doesn't like me around