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Consider this my due apology
For what I said, for all the words I spoke.
I was so lost, and silence was the key,
Though I knew not, and though the silence broke
My spirit, shattered there, but then I woke
To find the words I should have longed to say.
There’s no point now. I know I am a joke
To all who know what there transpired that day.
 
Though all my hard work vanished in that storm,
Not knowing that the cost was way too high
I charged ahead, my countenance changed form
As then I found my hard work doomed to die,
As either way they punished me, I’d fry
For all the words my shaking voice did say.
That said, was lost my agonizing cry
Because of what transpired there that day.
 
My cry was lost, my words fell on deaf ears,
Save for the few who knew that in my mind
This is not always how it first appears,
But if they would look deeper, they might find
That I’m not horrible. I’m mostly kind,
Though every now and then the words I say
Are spoken without thought. So I charged blind
And that is why it happened there that way.
 
They read the charges then, and they struck home,
The worst day of my life - at least so far -
I almost read right back to them a poem,
Yet knowing that I wasn’t up to par,
Knowing I no longer was their star,
I held my tongue. How I wish I could say
The things that I would do to raise the bar,
Apologize for what transpired that day.
 
Consider this long-winded narrative
A cautionary lesson to the brave
Whose courage pushes them the truth to give.
I know when not to speak; the truth I gave.
If only from my misdeeds I could save
Myself, now, there’s no price I wouldn’t pay
But now there’s nothing more than this I crave:
To learn from what transpired there that day.

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