I'm sorry.
I couldn't be the girl this world expects me to be.
Nor wouldn't be the woman your norms want me to be.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't cook or couldn't sew or couldn't knit
Nor fall in love at the right time at the right place with the right man.
I'm sorry.
I love all children in this world and love all children that I know
But couldn't seem to bear and bear my special own
I'm sorry.
I made a pact with my God
And wish to stay that way.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't be what you want me to be.
I'm sorry.
Because you know I am not.
