I'm Sorry

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In this part of the book for anyone who reads, I'm sorry if anything offends you and please tell me if I should change or delete this part because I don't know if I am doing something wrong writing this.



I'm Sorry, to all those I've hurt. I'm sorry for making you put up with my nonsense. I'm sorry you had to see my face. I'm sorry I was sensitive. I'm sorry for all those tears. I'm sorry, I really am, for not being my best, for always messing up.

I'm sorry for being a bad daughter, a bad friend, a bad human being, I'm sorry that I was a foolish girl who was too in love to see I was making everything awful for you.

People are always looking for bad in me, even a tiny mistake can be an excuse for everyone to turn against me, no one sees how I'm constantly doing everything I can just to be accepted, to have a place in this world I can call home. But no, reality is disappointing, the world is too judgmental, everyone is blinded by my flaws to see that depression is eating away at my insides, taking away any bit of hope I have.

"Your Worthless

"Your Fat and Ugly"

"You were never there"

"No one deserves a child like you"

"Your a burden"

"You don't deserve to live"

"Do everyone a favour and die"

"Just Die"

I know that I'm fat, I know I'm ugly, I know I'm hairy, smelly, dumb, worthless and imperfect, I know that and I honestly don't need to be told. I'm tired of hearing it. It feels like lemon juice on a wound. With each insult I get weaker, everyday my wish to take my own life grows stronger.

So one of these days when I can't take it anymore, I just want to say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry Mom, for starving myself to get loved, trying to be your idea of a perfect daughter.

I'm sorry friends, for trying to stop your arguments, trying to keep you together when I end up getting hurt.

I'm sorry for being the only one beside you in your time of hardship.

I'm sorry my presence itself annoys you.

I'm sorry that I try my best to fit in.

I'm sorry for trying to be perfect.

I'm sorry for being a mistake.

I'm sorry I was born.

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The world has high standards, it's like big walls they expect you to be able to climb. You try your best to impress those around you, but when you finally reach the top of those walls to find welcoming arms, those people find another flaw and the walls go even higher. Don't waste your time trying to impress someone that wants you to change your whole life in order to fit in, it's not worth losing all that you have. No one is perfect and you need to know that, it doesn't matter what you look like or what your backstory is, you'll end up hurting yourself listening to people who judge you. Count your blessings instead of your flaws. Be You.


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