I'm an apologiser

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I'm an apologiser.
I say sorry way too much.
It is a habit that I have found
increasingly hard to crush.
It creeps up on me
when I bump into someone.
"Oh sorry I didn't see you there."
But that one completely makes sense.
"Sorry I'm really indecisive."
I say it when I'm stuck sitting on the fence.
I say it when I'm late.
I say it when my mouth is open mid yawn,
in the middle of someone's sentence.
"Sorry I didn't sleep great."
I apologize for the little things
that mean a lot.
Like "I'm so sorry, I completely forgot".
I apologize for mistakes.
For slip ups and misunderstandings.
But these are all apologies
that I'm fine with landing.
But sometimes I take it too far.
When I start apologizing for other people.
Even when I do not know who they are.
Sorry's on impulse
when I've done absolutely nothing wrong.
Sorry's being put into sentences
where they don't belong.
Like "Sorry for doing what was right for me".
"Sorry for wasting your time."
I apologize for choices that are mine.
I'm an apologiser.
Which in most instances is kind and polite.
But in some is selling myself short
and not putting up a fight.
Sorry for things that hurt me.
Sorry for the things you didn't see.

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