Sorry: Part One

I let the words fall off my tongue

without a single thought

they leave my lips like April rain

but my brain's full of thunder claps

I have become so numb and cold

my eyes are dull as stones

my mind still runs like an athlete

but my mouth steals the gold

I wish I could unblock my throat

and let my voice run free

but I can't ever do that when

all I say is 'sorry'

-l.r.