Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #476
I Shall Never by Belinda Roddie I shall never apologize enough for all the ways I accident'ly hurt people around me. I can't shut my mouth when I'm supposed to, nor can I assert a proper form of communication if someone seemingly "wrongs me." Alas, I am inept still, at this age (a sin), at socialization and social "class," as well as social cues. Am I just cursed to constantly spiral into a pit where it is verified that I'm the worst and wallow in my own tears, snot, and spit? Some rather gross imag'ry, I admit; sorry about that. I remain a tit.
