Oh, so guilty
Contrite is what you call meÂ
and maybe you are rightÂ
I’m not a hidden angelÂ
I don’t stay up all night.Â
Please do not remind meÂ
of all the things I’ve done,
or things that I have said before,
or games that I have won.Â
I hate to think that I’ve madeÂ
mistakes along the wayÂ
So here I sit so guiltyÂ
It takes up most my day.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Written for Fandango’s FOWC: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/04/07/fowc-with-fandango-contrite/