I'll say sorry if I've been carried
I'll apologize when I'm finally free
Of the everyday and droll
The average and old
And what lives in me

I'll be sorry when I've crapped out
Down in the dumps when
I let that monster out
But it's bound to break free
Bust out and bury me
Because that's the way it goes

I don't care for the cries and the sighs
They're exhausting and affected
I'd rather it was all buried deep inside
To leave me unaffected
Left to a stoic silence to sleep

Like hopeful little whispers
Sweet words to ears and
Eyes deaf and blind
Unrequited slights
Suffering despite
What lives in me

I've been crafting my excuses
Captured and caged emotion and lust
But it's bound to break free
Bust out and bury me
Because that's the way it goes

Don't be so obvious
Stop being envious
It's all so ponderous
You'll catch your death in it
I'm just an innocent
Ain't got a stake in it
Oblivious and bent
If I say I'm sorry will I be?