Bandile Matsenjwa

Rookie - 37 Points (29 January 1994 / Swaziland)

Sorry


I’m sorry that I loved you
Sorry I felt you
Sorry I wanted to help you
when plans fell through
Sorry that I fell for you
Sorry I was true to you
Apologies for my honesty it must be hell for you
If I could I’d take it all back shorty I’m telling you
Including those presents I’d find someone to sell em to
Sorry that i turned down groupies that were available
Sorry that I was so faithful it must be terrible
I’m sorry that I you put you over myself too
Apologies for putting my own needs on the shelf boo
Sorry that I supported you when no one else would
Sorry for being so trustworthy and helpful


Sorry I was better to you
Than any average fellow would do
And all your friends were jealous of you
Forget it then boo
It’s too late to settle this feud
Just get up and move
We went wrong when
I met up with you.

I feel like we signed a verbal contract with no clause
Trust me lass, without you imma live
And i turned down hoochies
But to spite you
I'll shag a thousand or more
I'm sorry for thinking you're worth it

Submitted: Saturday, May 10, 2014

Topic of this poem: Love


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This purpose of this poem is to spite those who played our hearts.

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