Mother once told me to stop saying sorry
It was tiring and aggravating just hearing it over and over again when the other person has already forgiveness the other
So I stopped
And when a conversation climaxed to the point where it was uncertain who or what was at fault
I argued
Because since mother was tired of me chanting my apologies
I bellowed high in what I thought was right
And she was more upset than before
She wants me to be more assertive she says
Says that I should not become people's puppet to play with
But then what should I do?
What do you want me to do?
Who shall I become?
Just when I believed that arguing a reasonable point would prove I was not someone's clown
I became the slave of my own miseries
A toy to my own confusion
