My infatuation for you, is so much more than an infatuation for you. It’s an apology..
An empathy.
I’m sorry that the pretty girls don’t get crushes on you
But at least I do.
I’m sorry that I’m too shy to hold your hand
But I doubt you’d want me to.
I’m sorry that You don’t like me,
But I’m still here for you
I’m sorry that I’m so clingy,
But my social skills are not on que.
I’m sorry that I dress like this,
I wake up half asleep.
I’m sorry that I cut my hair,
I do it as I weep.
I’m sorry that I fall so hard,
My heart I cannot keep.
And I’m sorry that I’m drowning, love,
I’m sunken in so deep.
I’m sorry that I sing so much,
I know that it’s off key.
And I’m sorry that I love so loud,
For everyone to see.
I’m sorry that you don’t like me,
Or us together we
But the one thing I refuse to say,
Is “I’m sorry I’m me”