I apologize too much It's a fact, I know I've been told a bunch It makes me feel less empty Like giving something I owe I tend to self sabotage Good things I do it cause Im scared of losing it Like it's my favorite earrings I don't owe anyone For speaking my mind It just needs to be done One word provides so much relief For mankind Or maybe just me Saying sorry is like taking a breath After swimming too deep Like after so many years Just accepting death It's like finally scoring that goal After so much hard work Like cleaning that bowl When it's been there for days Like actually doing your classwork Does that make my point? It's like something I need to do My chest gets heavy, I'm hesitant My mind just stops I think about you Did I make you mad, Frustrated, confused Or even sad One word fixes it all I know it's overused But I am sorry I always am I know there is no artistry I could say I'm remorseful, regretful, Or penitent But I'm a poet Even I think those are stupid I literally wrote it This isn't a letter from 1979 So sorry will do This poem needs just one last line