She said sorry too often.
She apologised for apologising too much.
She said sorry like it was a greeting.
She apologises for everything that goes wrong.
Because she labeled herself a disaster.
She was sorry for never being good enough.
Because no one ever told her she was good enough..
No one ever told her that.
She was more than the mess inside her head
and the tsunami inside her heart.
But she only apologised for every single breath she took.
BY: T.C.
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My Poetic Journey
RandomThis book is basically my writings that go back to I think 2014. This is kind of a way for me to see how much my writing style has changed and hopefully give some people a little bit of inspiration! :-)
