Food for the Soul: Poems

My Sorry

To give impressions of disrespect isn't my line

To show you that I'll do my best, will that be fine?

I know I've offended you, oh what a crime!

But please, I'm saying "Sorry!", tell me "It's fine!"

I thought the things I did isn't that grave

I thought you will just smile for the misbehave

And now, remembering, I wanna die

Please accept my sorry, I feel so shy

Don't make me cry, I'm begging you

I swear those mistakes, I will not do

The burden in me, oh why feels so

heavy

I know I'm naughty, I'm sorry baby.

Tell me now what should I do?

Should I kneel down and bow before you?

Cause swear, I wasn't aware, hurting you is the last thing I'll do,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, feel it, it's true.