Im sorry for everything
all the pain ive caused
though youll never admit
that i am at fault
i've loved you so
and this i still say
yet i take another
on my wedding day
I don't want to let go
yet I feel that I must
honestly i'd rather be hit by a bus
if you learn to hate me
i so understand
your angry at me and
the insignificant man
i gave him my innosence
which you should have took
but my puritys now history
locked away like in books
I cant get it back
theres no use to try
I now hate what I did
and forever will cry
God forgive me
for what I have done
I'm a vile woman
fit for no one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bit hard on yourself Amanda, cheer up. Best, Jerry