I am sorry that I was the fly you couldn’t swat
No matter how hard you tried.
I am sorry I had dreams and aspirations
Instead of accepting my lot.
I am sorry that I wasn’t that footballer jack the lad
But the book-reading opinionated lass
At the front of the class
And, therefore bad.
I am sorry I intruded upon your family
That was first my own.
I am sorry I was here. First.
And not your flesh and bone.
I am sorry that my obvious unhappiness offended you
When it was you that made me so desperately unhappy,
Everyday.
And every time I look back on my childhood and think of you, I am sorry.
But I promise you this;
One day, it will be you that is sorry.
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Submission Name: See You Next Tuesday
