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Im sorry if my poems are not touching enough

Im sorry if the way im telling you is not as exciting as poetries should be

Im sorry if the way I speak isn’t as passionate as other poets

Im sorry if the lines isn’t great enough to go deep into your soul

Im sorry if the words I use sometimes doesn’t make sense

Im sorry for standing here under this light right infront of you only to take your time for nothing

Im sorry that you have to hear my stories that are not even tales

Im sorry if im nothing like you expect me to be

Im sorry im not the one youre gonna remember from this event

Im sorry for keep apologising

Because my heart, its numb

And I cant feel and find whats in me

But my hand wants to write

And my mind wants to pour

So once again before I go, im sorry.