To all the people I've hurt,
I'm sorry for treating you like dirt.
To my mother who used tough love,
I'm sorry I acted so rough.
To my father who treated me like shit,
I'm sorry, I really did deserve it.
To my sister whose clothes I stole,
I'm sorry I loved your style most.
To my brother who tried to help me,
I'm sorry for not helping myself.
To my grandmother who never knew what I'd become,
I'm sorry you've seen what I've done.
To my grandfather who was always kind,
I'm sorry I knew you for such little time.
To the guys I've liked for so long,
I'm sorry for being a pest, I've always been so wrong.
To my best friend, who for some reason cares,
I'm sorry I can't return the favor and always be there.
Theres so many things I want to take back,
My feelings have been bottled up inside a shack.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Though it's true, the word is losing its meaning.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Garbage
Poetryuh I get bored and write poetry sometimes so I'll post it here because maybe some people will enjoy it
