I add sorry to the end of my sentences
As if I'm sorry for what I say
My words are form of protection
That I must strip away
I must always be quiet
And I can't make any demands
When I speak, I must be careful
That all my words are planned
For my words are a weapon
One that I can never use
They are the last thing I can lose
To protect my very being
I must never speak too loud
If I ever do speak
I will barely make a sound
So I always say sorry
As if my word burn me
My words are my own prison
And I can never be free
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