Random Little Poems

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry if I seem a little busy.

I really don't know why.

It just seems I can't be around you.

So please don't even try,

To talk to me, to make some sense.

A penny for my thoughts,

I'm selling them for two cents.

I'm selling my thoughts,

I don't know why anymore,

Because all they are, are knots.

Like the big jumble of my life,

You can't untie it, not even with a knife.