Index Poems

The Second Narcissist's Apology

By Sunder

I was lonely
when you told me
I was never
your friend
to begin with.

I was sad
to learn
I never earned
your respect
as a kind
human being.

I was dumb
when it was late
to realize
I became numb
to normal standards.

I'm here
still hurt,
if you could
forgive me
for being
something
breathing.