What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed

I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i

I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword

“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know

They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor

Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have

no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me

they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never

There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind

ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring