Constant Apology

When I was younger I was not concerned with

much of anything at all.

I got picked up by everyone around me.

I was not allowed to fall.

I got a car and I started moving

but really went nowhere at all.

I used to think that my mind was wasted.

But now I can't recall.

I live too fast trying not to be last.

Didn't take my time so the timing passed.

Now I feel like I am stuck

In a constant apology.

Why must I feel so damn useless

and bombarded with excuses.

Can't you see the softer side of my sorry little life?

Or at least try?