Rough Around The Edges

I'm sorry in advance for you choosing me. I'm happy you did regardless of the sadness you don't know about yet. I'm happier now then I was before. It's difficult to hold a conversation but the silence is comfortable. I hope you feel the same. I don't know if you're ready or if you're going to be ok with me, but I'm happy you chose me.

We didn't really talk much before.

I'm broken. I'm fixed. I'm halfway there. I'm falling apart. I'm happy. I'm sad. I'm confused. Then I'm broken again.

It's a cycle. It's my cycle. I'm sorry you'll have to deal with it for as long as you know me. You'll know my secrets, as time passes. And of course like everything else it takes time.

I'm so rough around the edges. I've got problems. I know people have it worse, but all problems are valid. I might not meet your visual expectations, I'm sorry. I'm not as put together or as smart as I want people to think I am.

You can only push away thoughts as much as you can until you actually give in. I'm sorry if I break your heart. I'm sorry if you break mine. I'm sorry if I'm not the right start.
I'm sorry if you're just trying to pass time.
I'm sorry if I'm not pretty.
I'm sorry if you think I am.
I'm sorry for all the things I can't do for you.
I'm sorry if you'll have to go the extra mile.
I'm sorry I'm selfish.
I'm sorry you're so nice, people might take advantage of you.
I'm sorry I have mixed feelings.
I can't handle some lies.
Yeah I'm rough around the edges, but isn't everyone?