I'm sorry I can't have a 4.0
Or have almost-perfect grades
Sorry I don't volunteer on very many days
I'm sorry I don't have tons of friends
Or pretty hair or eyes
I'm sorry I don't tell the truth
I'm sorry that I lie
I'm sorry I'm not the preppy type
And listen to hard rock
Sorry for starving
And cutting
And crying
And keeping it to myself
I'm sorry I'm so talkative
Sorry I'm such a bother
I'm sorry I can't get along
With my cold hearted step-father
I'm sorry I can't be the daughter
That you want me to be
I'm sorry I can't fake smiles well enough
To stop every ounce of worry
I'm sorry I can't try
And I'm sorry I'm depressed
I'm sorry that I hate myself
And get more than a little stressed
I'm sorry that I'm not good at math
Or science
Or French
Or sports
I'm sorry I don't take a chance
At every open door
I'm sorry I'm not lovely
I'm sorry I'm unkind
I'm sorry that I'm sorry
For everything I've tried
And no it's not all listed here
On this very incomplete list
And if you need more than this apology
I'll try my best to persist
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