Look mom, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I forgot what you sound like. What your laugh sounded like. I'm sorry I have to look at pictures to remember your face. I'm sorry I let myself forget. I'm sorry I can't cry anymore. I'm sorry I wasted all tears crying myself to sleep when I felt nothing. I'm sorry I don't have straight A's. I'm sorry I'm a disappointment. I'm sorry I'm depressed. I'm sorry I have social anxiety. I sorry I don't talk to anyone about it. I'm sorry all of my laughs are fake. I'm sorry all of my smiles are fake. I'm sorry I feel alone in a crowded room. I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry I cut. I'm sorry I have these scars. I'm sorry I don't feel anything. I'm just so sorry. I'm so tired. I'm so tired of it all. Of life. I'm sorry I feel like I want to die. I'm sorry the only reason I haven't killed my self is you and not a good way either. I'm sorry the only reason I haven't killed myself is because I remember how it felt when you died. I remember the emptiness I felt, still feel and I don't want anyone to feel it again. I'm sorry I don't have a better reason. I'm so so sorry I turned out like this. I'm sorry because I don't know how much longer I'll make it.
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Depressing Stuff
PoetryIn the title, mostly me just venting about life... I write all of these if it's not mine I'll say so *spelling corrections coming soon
