"I'm sorry."
Once again I say these words
In fear of having upset you
But my words seem to have the opposite of the desired effect
And in an annoyed tone, you tell me
To stop saying I'm sorry.
But please, do tell me,
How do I stop saying sorry when everything I say,
Everything I do
Ends up disappointing someone,
Ends up upsetting someone?
I always end up embarrassing myself
Or annoying someone;
Everything I do is just a huge mess;
Everything I do is wrong.
I can't even manage to make you happy,
For I have disappointed you so.
All I can say to excuse my terrible deeds is
I'm sorry,
But saying that phrase has become a terrible deed itself;
And it's all I can say.
It's all I know how to say.
It seems now that everything I do is horrible,
Unforgivable.
I have no excuse to give for my disgusting ways.
No longer do I have a way to express my remorse.
No one can really understand the passion with which I hate myself.
So they look upon me with hate;
They think I am smug,
They think I like to seek attention;
But they don't understand.
No one can ever really understand me.
I can only cry;
I can only cry;
I have nothing to say.
If I try to say anything, it will only make everything worse.
My dear, please tell me,
When I once again am forced to show my face
And I once again end up doing something stupid,
What will I say other than
I'm sorry?
YOU ARE READING
Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoesíaSome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
