I'm So Sorry

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

Not perfect, not even close,

Bringing up old shit, burnt toast.

Get on my self righteous high horse,

After far too many beer pints of course.

I know that I'm different after my psychosis in 2020,

Just trying to find my own groove, create my own medley.

God shook me awake when I really wasn't looking that way,

Now things just make sense when confusion used to rule my day.

  • Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 6th, 2025 01:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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