I'm sorry I'm not enough.
I'm sorry I don't want to do anything buy lie in grayscale lighting
I'm sorry I'm pathetic, like broken strings.
I'm sorry I'm quiet, like a mournful flower.
I'm sorry I'm horrible and bitchy and cold, like a woman, girl, in pain.
I'm sorry I get cold too easily, like chill runs out through my skin.
I'm sorry I snap at you sometimes, 'safety' rulers, and all that.
I'm sorry I don't bend enough and bruise too easily, a closed eye, sore muscles.
I'm sorry I don't tell the truth, your royal highness.
I'm sorry I don't understand you sometimes, you damned smoke alarm.
I'm sorry you don't understand me a lot of the time, I'm not a fire.
I'm sorry you get confused by me, I am your servant.
I'm sorry you don't last longer, my knees don't mind.
I'm sorry you get so stressed without dearest Mary Jane
I'm sorry you don't put your arm around me, a warm scarf
I'm sorry you don't do what I expect you to do, a rogue bouncy ball.
I'm sorry you get too warm under covers, boil at the core.
I'm sorry you don't think anymore, .
I'm sorry you get sharp, shouldn't have left you by the grindstone.
I'm sorry you can't be bothered with my shit anymore, seeing me now in black, white.
I'm sorry that I guessed because your my everything, you would feel a similar thing.
I'm sorry for thinking I knew you.
I'm sorry for lying in bed and wishing to disappear
I'm sorry for shredding my skin apart, thinking you'd kiss it better.
I'm sorry I'm not who I thought I was.
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