“I’m sorry.”
You don’t seem to say that a lot
Maybe you really are sorry
In your head
Where everything swirls around
The place
That makes you think
That you have to be sorry
You don’t have anything to be sorry for
People who are perfect
Should say sorry
Because they make us believe
That just since their flaws are minor
Makes us nothing
But that is far from the truth
We are society
But individually
You are
You.
I’m sorry
That people do not see your
Qualities
As they should be viewed
I would be upset
If you kept your mouth shut
Now, darling
Speak up when it’s time
Even when it isn’t
Do what you think it right
Because it the end
We regret the things we didn’t say.
I hope
Everyday beyond this one
You cherish
Being the Weird girl
Don’t forget to
Laugh to hard
Talk to loud
Be noticed
Let everyone know
You have entered the door
Even as you hear them snicker
Maybe you are a
Hypocrite
As well
Do you now know what it’s like?
I’ll always give people advice
But I rarely listen
Because I care for other peoples
Welfare
Before mine
Listen to yourself
You know what’s right
Don’t be sorry for
Doing the right thing
Darling
drugs, sex, alcohol
Never helped me.
Detail
In things
That’s the best
Because then you know
About the little things
I don’t care
About your favorite color
Or
Your favorite song
I care about
The fact you wear
Red
Because it brings out your eyes
I care about
The one song
That makes you
Fall into tears
Because it makes you
think about your past
I know you don’t
Think before you speak
I learn to not care
Just be careful
Okay?
You get
Rough
And
Tough
Maybe because you are scared
Of being too close
Your scared
Of letting people in
I get hurt
But I get over it
Because I get scared too.
Darling,
People hurt
People make mistakes
If you meant it
I’m sorry I made you feel that way
It was never intentional
The fire inside you
Was never a secret
I saw it every time
You smiled
Don’t be sorry
For guarding your heart
You have been hurt
I have noted
It’s hard to dig the past up
Someday
When you are ready
I will be ready to listen
No ones
Flawless
Sweetie,
Any guy
Would be lucky to have you
Those
Dickheads
Don’t know what they are missing
It’s okay to spill
Make mistakes
Break things
Ever seen
Mosaics?
Made from broken pieces?
Ever seen
Those coffee spill drawings?
That make everything better?
Well, I think they are beautiful
They always attract everyone’s eyes
Say sorry
For bumping into someone
Say sorry
For mixing up a word
But don’t you dare
Ever
Say sorry
For being you
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The Loved and The Lost Poems
PoetryHere lies A collection of my poems But maybe i shouldnt say, "lies" Because "lies" sounds like death But remember words will never die. Enjoy... :)
