I'm sorry I can't put my emotions on lock down.
I'm sorry I can't tell myself to stop crying.
I'm sorry that I allowed you to break me.
I'm sorry that I accepted it.
Actually, why am I apologizing?
Aren't you sorry for what you've done?
Aren't you sorry for letting him in my life?
Aren't you sorry for breaking me?
Aren't you sorry for letting me cry?
Aren't you sorry for being the reason I feel hurt?
Aren't you sorry for letting three years of my life slip by?
Aren't you sorry?
YOU ARE READING
Dandelions are Flowers
PoetryWhen you hear, "weed" you can't help but think of all of the bad things. But when you hear, "flower" you think of all of the good things. Why should dandelions be full of the bad, when they can be full of the good?
