Too Late

It's now your turn, Back never to turn, So kindly just pack, To revisit your 'state' there back, Too late to say sorry, I don't have to worry, Because you took me as a trolley, Any direction you used me to adjust, Of-wich it was unjust, Too late to say sorry, Rather than beeing held captive, As if to you am possessive, Part of your 'genetic'material, I cant withstand the granted action, Too late to say sorry, For best i chose the alternative, Of the respective affair, To devote for the state of un-affair, Because 'recessive' was beyond my expectation, Too late to say sorry, Clearly it was meant to be, Good beeing the bye, In between the 'lines', Go through the 'content', Too late to say sorry.