Sorry

 

Hey, you're waiting for me?! 

I can feel your eyes on me 

Accusing, judging, waiting 

For an apology, a plea 

I know I should say sorry 

For the pain I caused 

But it's hard to find the words 

To heal the wounds I've caused 

My mind is a maze 

Of guilt and shame 

I'm searching for the courage 

To shoulder the blame 

But you can have my  unfinished sympathy 

It's all I have to give 

A broken, unfinished piece 

Of the life I used to live 

Something like a sonnet 

A symphony of glee or passio  

But now it's just a memory 

Of phallic proportions 

I see your destination 

Of humiliation and patience 

You're holding onto anger 

But it's just a fleeting sensation 

Patience is a virtue 

And I know it's true 

But it's the only thing about you 

I can't seem to apologize to 

I feel it in my bones 

This guilt that eats away 

But still, I can't find the words 

To kneel and weep and say 

Off you go, empty-handed foe 

And I grieve for you as well 

You should be sorry too 

For our love that fell 

So hey, you're waiting for me?! 

I wish I could just turn back time 

But all I have is this apology 

Written in this simple rhyme....

Perhaps you'll get one in time....

Hey, you're waiting for me!?!

Got to get inside of my used brain.

To summon the nerve to apologize for every thing.

You can have my unfinished sympathy. It's like a sonnet and symphony of phallic proportions.

And your destination of humiliation and patience. 

It is a virtue. It a virtue, it is true. The only thing about you. 

I can't seem to apologize to you but I feel it.

I feel sorry can't bring myself to kneel and weep. 

Then off you go empty handed foe and your grieving as well.

You should be sorry too.