To Whom

To Whom

  • Submitted By: rhome
  • Date Submitted: 03/18/2009 10:27 PM
  • Category: English
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"Not you want it to be"

You say were friends
But is it true?
You cause my tears to fall
My eyes start to ache
I can't understand it at all

You hardly say hi
And if you do you mean goodbye
You always walk away
Please tell me why
You don't ever stay

I don't know where to go from here
I need a friend to wipe my tears
Now I see it was not for real
That’s not the friend
You want to be.

"I know, I’m Sorry"

Sorry for the bad times
Sorry for your tears
Sorry I have hurt you
Sorry for the fears

I know I was stupid
I know I’m a jerk
I know how much you wounded
I know how far you damaged

Sorry I wasn't true
Sorry for not understanding you
I will apologize till you mend
Because I want you back
My dear friend

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