Playin Games and hurting you,
is the last thing i wanted to do.
Sending mixed emotions
that you couldnt read.
Could my real problem be,
With my own human greed?
I'm writing this and feeling lost.
I'm sorry i'm hurting you
At my own cost.
I'm not being senseless and cold,
Just independant and bold,
Knowing you'll despise me,
Until you get old.
I'm sorry for every time you've cried.
I'm sorry for every time you felt i'd lied.
I'm sorry for all the kisses that were tasted.
I'm sorry that all those kisses were wasted......
Friday, February 20, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: sorry