I Say Sorry to the Point Where its not a Word a vent poem

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Im sorry that useless

Im sorry that im stupid

Im sorry that i dont understand

Im sorry that i scare people

Im sorry that i hurt people

Im sorry that you dont hate me

Im sorry that im lazy

Im sorry that people worry about me

Im sorry that i cant do anything right

Im sorry that i can seem unfeeling and uncaring

Im sorry that im an idiot

Im sorry that im self destructive

Im sorry that sometimes im scared of myself and my lack of control

I could say all of the above and many times they would be true

Except for these last two

Im sorry that i hurt myself

Im sorry that i wish i would die

As i said before i could say these last two but i dont like to lie

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