sorry.

Even though today was great, something stood out that really hasn't left me since early this morning.

I'm in class, half asleep, and the teacher is talking about.. something. Creative writing probably, because that's the class. Well, she asks us to write a poem about something we don't know. Sure sure, that's fine. She says, start it off with 'I don't know'. Yeah yeah, let's get this down with.

So she walks over to the girl next to me and says 'I don't know if you heard me but we're suppose to write a poem right now about something you don't know'.

I laugh. I laugh to myself but it is indeed a laugh. Why? Because she started off with 'I don't know' and I thought that was funny because well, come on, you just said that. I chose to steal that line of hers for my own.

I wrote down the sentence and then realized that the teacher then came back with a piece of paper for the girl next to me. It had a bunch of instructions on it. I quickly realized that she was deaf. I sunk deep into my chair.

So here it is, my poem.

I don't know if you can hear me
I'm sorry for laughing, it wasn't personal
I just didn't know

Accidents happen, for instance
I just backed into a lamp post yesterday
You see, I didn't mean to

It was one of those poor cosmic timings that only God knows why they exist

I wanted to say sorry but I,
don't know if you even heard me laugh
But it's better to be safe than sorry

And that's what I am, very sorry.