Baby I’m Sorry
{This is a reposting of a poem I did way back in the beginning that had like two views. Ya, I’m cheating (again), but hey look! It starts with a ‘B’ so at least I’m cheating with purpose! An interesting side note… This was actually written as a song (though there were some changes made to make it work better as a poem) and there is a very shitty recording of me singing it. If I didn’t love y’all so damn much, I’d post that clip just to scare you! tee hee}
You said, “Well baby I know that I made you cry,
and baby I know that I told you lies,
but I’m sorry now…
… I’m so fuck’in sorry now.”
And I said, “Well baby I’m sorry that I’m walking away,
and baby I know that you want me to stay,
but I’m hurt’in now…
… I’m so fuck’in hurt’in now.”
As I walked out the door, with hot tears on my face,
I felt so alone, and so out of place.
I felt so betrayed; so empty and strange;
but as I kept moving forward, I started to change…
You said, “Well baby I know that I wasn’t true,
and baby I know I was no good to you,
but I’m sorry now…
… I’m so fuck’in sorry now.”
And I said, “Well baby I know that you’re full of shit,
and believe me, my dear; I’ll get over it,
but I’m angry now…
… I’m so fuck’in angry now.”
And I laughed up at the sky as it started to rain,
for as the water came down, it washed clean the pain.
I thought; why should I care if I was breaking your heart,
when it was your indiscretions that tore us apart?
You said, “Well baby I know that I messed up bad.
And baby I know that I made you sad,
But I’m sorry now…
… I’m so fuck’in sorry now.”
And I said, “Well maybe you’ll hurt, when you’re all alone.
And maybe you’re sorry; but you can’t atone,
‘Cause I’m over it now…
… I’m so fuck’in over you now.”
I kept walking away, and I didn’t look back,
For I had no more use for such a sad, sorry sack.
I was thrilled it was over, and I was glad to be free,
And I was ecstatic to learn that you couldn’t break me.
