i know.
i know i hurt you
i know i lied and i know it costed you
but i am sorry
i know
i know sorry doesn't make it better
but what will?
i want you to know that
what the people are saying
is not what i told them
my small white lie
it grew and grew
now it's a weed that can only be pulled
by the person who planted it.
me
i don't want you to forgive me
but i am afraid
afraid of people hurting me
i'm sorry
i hope i didn't ruin your life
i hate myself for what i said
i've cried
gone nights without sleep
days without food
i've vomited and shivered
what the hell
do you want from me now?
