“If you knew how sorry I am”
By: Emily Brooks

If I told that I’m sorry
Would you believe me?
If you sat down and listened
Would you try to see my side?
If I told you how much pain its caused
How much I’ve cried
Would you even care?
If I tried to tell you everything
The reasons for my lies
Would you look at me differently?
See me through different eyes?
I know what we had is dead
And I know its never going to be revived
But I just want to find some peace
I’m lonely and deprived
I need you to forgive me
It’s making me insane
I don’t know how much longer
My body can take this pain
I just want you to know that
I’m sorry that it turned out that way
I’m sorry you couldn’t see sooner
I think about it everyday
I wish you knew how much
I wish again I could feel your touch
And O how I wish you knew
All the love I still feel for you
But does it even matter now?
So many things have changed
You, me, everything
Would it really be the same?
I just want to find you
The you I once knew
I want to see you happy
Just how I know you should be
So I guess this is goodbye
Until there’s something more to say
I just want to know now
Are you really going to be ok?

I Often Contradict Myself
By: Kenn Nesbit

I often contradict myself.
Oh no, I never do.
I argue with me day and night.
That simply isn’t true.

Oh yes it is. Oh no it's not.
I do this all day long.
Oh no I don't. Oh yes I do.
That's right. No way! It's wrong.

I'm really quite agreeable.
I argue night and day.
I love to be around myself.
I wish I'd go away.

So if you see me arguing,
it's certain that you won't.
I like to contradict myself.
I promise you I don't.