Apology

It is stuck in my throat
The apology I know I owe
But somehow
No matter how I try
I can not make the words come out this time.
Why must I always apologize
For dissolving away your youth
For granting you no freedom
For forcing you to face the truth?
I understand your feelings
I feel that way myself
But somehow
I have learned to accept responsibility
And recognize my ability.
I am a parent
Made that way by you.
Should it not be made apparent
That you should be part of this too?