I'm sorry

I'm sorry that I made you think that
I'm sorry that I may have caused drama
I'm sorry that you might not trust me

God knows I hate myself for it
Everything seems to go wrong when I'm honest

I see almost everything,  I feel their pain
I want to heal them and I do.
I feel their scars...
At least that's what I say. I take them instead.

I want to be honest,real..Can I be that with you?
And why do I doubt it?

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trust is fragile...glass ain't that easy to fix.
If anything, breaking trust results with you getting cut as you try to fix it.

That's when you'll wish you were careful.
~teen

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