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hurt
In a life full of blunders
It seems I’ve made one more
I smile and laugh at the reactions of others
They talk as if I’ve never made a mistake before
Now this ritual
Of apologies and repent
Is no more than habitual
As I resort once again to lament
It seems I’ve ran out of things to say
“I’m sorry”, ”Never again” and ”I’ll be good as of today”
Each time a different reason for my mistake,
“I was scared”, “I was angry” or “It was the hate”
But each and every time
I never really knew
What force makes me do?
Things that hurt me…
More than they do you
I plead you’ll accept my apology
Not because you forgive me
But because you know the person responsible for the mistake was not me
Not who you see
But an evil within
An evil who climbs out my pores to sin
An evil who will pull out all the stops to ensure I don’t win…
Don’t win this game
Don’t win this game called ‘Life’
I apologise on his behalf
