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A Son's Apology
Dad, Mom, I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for not being the best.
I know you deserve a rest.
I'm sorry for running my mouth.
I probably shouldn't make a sound.
I'm sorry for arguing.
Even if it's just a "ping"... of sadness
or loss of heart.
Maybe a found love of art.
Or I just couldn't make the part.
I swear to you that I don't mean bad.
I think it'd be rad or maybe sad.
I don't know, maybe something is wrong with me...
Or maybe i can't see...
it; hard to believe that I've tried to be...
The best I could be.
and I know that you would,
read this given the opportunity,
too bad that isn't a thing meant to be.
Please... Accept my apology...
I'm sorry for not being the best.
I know you deserve a rest.
I'm sorry for running my mouth.
I probably shouldn't make a sound.
I'm sorry for arguing.
Even if it's just a "ping"... of sadness
or loss of heart.
Maybe a found love of art.
Or I just couldn't make the part.
I swear to you that I don't mean bad.
I think it'd be rad or maybe sad.
I don't know, maybe something is wrong with me...
Or maybe i can't see...
it; hard to believe that I've tried to be...
The best I could be.
and I know that you would,
read this given the opportunity,
too bad that isn't a thing meant to be.
Please... Accept my apology...
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