It's not like we want to hurt anyone, but sometimes we do. 

Sometimes we make mistakes and when we blow it, we're sorry. 

Not that being sorry really matters anymore. No apology in the world matters now. We've all done things we aren't proud of. 

nobody's perfect, but how do you live with it? How do you get up every morning and face the world, knowing you could've done better? That you should've done better? 

Is being sorry enough? Can an apology actually heal our wounds? Ease our pain? 

Can it undo the hurt that we've caused?