Sorry br Sorry is for the weak br Whose stories never stick br When trying hard to make you look like a freak br And leaving you with wet wounds to lick br br Sorry is for those br Who are always in a hurry? br They say “I will make amends don’t worry” br The never stop once to think once about the consequences of their actions br For a minute, a second or even a fraction br br Sorry is like a mild tide br That sets out 20 feet high br You look at it from a far br And say br Oh my Oh why me why me just why br br Sorry br Is for those who don’t care br They will always get away with it I fear br They never stick to a plan br Trying out all their options from a can br Choosing which ever one suits them the most br br br Sorry br It’s like the minute that is just about to pass br Trying so hard to make it last before it is past br Into an impeccable continuity br Expecting from it some sort of loyalty br But it ignores you audaciously br As it moves on so fast br br Sorry is for you br It makes you feel better about yourself br Like a polished glass in its shelf br It makes you look like you care br It disguises your selfish ways br br It is the last excuse br That is expected to amuse br As well as to abuse br br © Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005br br Sylvia Chidibr br