Something I don't think they understand
Something I don't think they ever can
The thing that brings me down and buries me deep
A feeling so sorrowful that I don't wish to keep
The chill of the night can't keep away my tears
And the memory of hurt is branded in gold
The voices in my head keep on saying
Please darling, Go out there and be bold
But I can't face them
I can't deal with their opinions
I'm sorry that I breathe
I'm sorry I make the wrong decisions
I'm sorry I'm not perfect
I'm sorry you're not either
I'm sorry that I don't live for you
I am sorry that I am neither-
Beautiful or talented
Or important enough
For you to let me live
I'm sorry I'm not tough
Your whispers bother me
But I'm sorry you don't like me
I'm sorry I can't be like you
I'm sorry I don't feel the way you do
I'm so so sorry
That I let you make me cry
But what else can I do for you?
Die?
So I'm sorry
So very sorry
That I'm being the only person I can be
I'm sorry for being so truly,
Me.
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PoetryHow do we understand? _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Words are hard to say Eyes are hard to look into Actions are hard to perform When they're all revolving around love. A collections of poems written by just an ordinary girl (me) when I'm at my...
