Testo My Apology

You'll be accepting my apology
for taking things too seriously.
Sometimes I'm old enough to keep routines,
sometimes I'm child enough to scream for everything.
I broke in two.
You're barely missing me,
I'm missing you and everything you do.
I really do. My once photographic memory,
for recollection's sake is failing me.
I can't remember for the life of me.
Sometimes I can think to recite
words that I read and rewrite.
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong,
but we move on.
Get a job where I tell all of my accounts
of someone else.
I'm quick enough to judge that they were wrong
and that we knew it all along.
Sing a long long-winded song.
I would be content to hum along.
If I state that my fingers know where to show
what everyone should have know, I'll let it go.
Hopefully you'll forget the word that I put in print.
My luck,
you'll change and have strength enough to walk away.