I apologise too much.

I’m aware of it, and I’m working on it, and it’s better than it used to be (because sometimes, you know, other people are part of the problem too) but it’s always been like a compulsion.

It says a lot about me, I think, and it’s not a good thing – but I still maintain that I’d rather be sorry than not.

Sorry.

I’m Sorry To Say

I spent years apologising
pointlessly.
You should try it sometime.
You might find
unlike mine
your words have a few sharp edges.

Read more of my poetry:

• Nobody Cares
• [Changing] Room With A View
• Building Up To This
• Waking Up With Depression
• Honest Haiku: Fifteen
• Street Dreams
• The Potential
• Places I’ve Talked
• Daffodil