Impact
I need a way to say
I never meant it to go that way
Never did I think I made a big impact
Maybe that’s why I attacked
I just never predicted the way you’d react
Now I stare at you
Your face frozen in a frown
I wish I’d never been the class clown
Trying to fit in by stomping you down
It wasn’t worth putting you in the ground
I keep saying I’m sorry
Though you don’t hear a sound
In my head memories
Go round and round
As if they can summon you back
If only time could rewind
But then I wouldn’t be rhyming
To make your story known
And a lot more people like you
Would be hurting by people like me
This is the way for me to say
I never would have attacked
If I had known
How you could react
And how I could make such an impact
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