Dread fills my body My nerves begin to react on their own Awaiting the anger filled conversation I can't respond to his yells Can only see the hurt in his eyes That I caused by an accident No matter how many "Sorry"'s I say he won't forget my action My stomach threatens an acidic Explosion up my throat but I manage To push it till later when I can't handle It. But I don't think I can handle to see the Disappointment in his eyes.
What did you think it was about? It was about how I accidentally took my teachers keys home overnight. I usually take his keys before the bell rings and shove up my sleeve and pop them out before I leave. I I'd that today but forgot to pop them out and found them fall out my sleeve when I got home. Hope he's not mad.