It's so much easier to pretend it isn't true
There's no way I could do that
I don't have that sort of desire
But as much as it hurts me I can't imagine how it hurts you
The evil inside of me was great even then
You'd think I was too young
I couldn't think that
But it's awful and I'm hardly taking it in
......
I'm tired,
Exhausted of apologizing
To everyone for everything I've done
And sometimes for things that I've not,
For all my stupid decisions and actions,
For doing something that I'm not even guilty of,
But your ego demands my apology,
So here it is...
Forgive me for being myself
Forgive me for prioritizing myself over you
......
We say lightning has no wings
when it slides down our houses
We say loss is just a condition
we acquire to bury our pity further
We say the bleeding hands
on the table filled with red wine
imported products and passports
are just reminders of
who we have become
......
I'm sorry for the hurt I caused,
The pain that lingers, the wounds still raw.
I wish I could turn back time,
And make things right, fix what's not fine.
I know I hurt you, I caused you pain,
And I regret it all, again and again.
My words and actions were thoughtless, I know,
And I am sorry, more than I can show.
......
NO more of your guests, be they titled or not,
And cookery the first in the nation;
Who is proof to thy personal converse and wit,
Is proof to all other temptation.
With apology to T.S. Eliot
I arrived where I longed for
nothing new did I see
it seemed such a waste of time
I scored no victory-
my steps I retraced immediately
to turn back to the beginning
it was no longer there:
......
Dear future love of my life,
I’m sorry in advance.
“What for?” You may ask
To that I say, everything
Every bruise,
inside and out
The ones from simply bumping into walls
and the ones from poorly raised lovers
Every scar
The cuts I will cover with the sleeves of my dress
......
It's so much easier to pretend it isn't true
There's no way I could do that
I don't have that sort of desire
But as much as it hurts me I can't imagine how it hurts you
The evil inside of me was great even then
You'd think I was too young
I couldn't think that
But it's awful and I'm hardly taking it in
......
The grass, not greener on the distant side, yet it gleams,
The hare treads, nibbles, undisturbed it seems,
Why do his steps not leave their mark?
Untrampled, untouched, in this tranquil park,
It accepts, it embraces, it quietly endures,
The hare's presence, its essence, it secures.
Here where I reside, the grass bears the weight,
I'm the hare, whose fate's a different state,
They hide and shield, no signs of disdain,
......
I'm sorry for the hurt I caused,
The pain that lingers, the wounds still raw.
I wish I could turn back time,
And make things right, fix what's not fine.
I know I hurt you, I caused you pain,
And I regret it all, again and again.
My words and actions were thoughtless, I know,
And I am sorry, more than I can show.
......