paper fish.

i am a mess of clumsiness.
it's a bit ridiculous most of the time.
i have the scars, scrapes and bruises to prove it.
spend just 5 minutes with me and you will witness it.
my lack of grace. some may call it endearing...i just find that it makes for some decent stories.
i have realized recently though that this clumsiness surpasses being simply a physical trait...
i can be so clumsy with words...
when i'm nervous, even sometimes when i'm not...the things i say are messy and lack eloquence.
i can also by clumsy with other peoples' feelings.
and for that i'm sorry.
will you forgive me if i've been clumsy with your heart?
i know there are feelings that i've hurt, i hope that i can grow out of this clumsiness...
i'd like to keep my physical clumsiness though...humor.