I'M So Sorry

I can write with my hand that I'm sorry, but it's hard for me to say it with my mouth. That's why I wrote this poem. Boy I know I've really made you a clown, but not only a clown a joke of the fools. I know what I did was wrong, that's why I'm asking for forgiveness. I can't even eat,talk,face and sleep, because I've made you a joke. That hurt me too much than it's hurt you. For me and your mom you are a foxy rose, a rose that grows in a light of God. What I did is wrong,I know that's why I want you to forgive me.