I’ve kept myself busy throughout the day
Trying to forget what you might say,
As you give me that piercing stare,
The long face of disappointment
Accompanied by the sigh of regret
The image of you shaking your head
Is what I can’t bear to see.
My life you pictured so bright,
Tutored me to do everything so right
I guess I was in over my head with what was my right
Until I ended doing what was wrong.
Now I sit drenched in shame
Not even worthy to use the front door,
Not with a record so poor.
I lost track of the number of times I said sorry
When you forced a smile and said to me not to worry
You told me life was full of mistakes
It wasn’t always sweet as cakes
This became the slogan I chanted without remorse
When I started what was not meant to be finished
Maybe you shouldn’t have said that.
I look at the rotation of my creaking fan
As if it reminds of something.
It reminds me of my life;
How I keep coming back to this point.
Are you not tired of me already?
Am I worth another stare?
Am I worth saving Oh Lord?