Inside I'm torn apart
Fighting for a life that gad yet to start
I search for words
Mischievous thoughts ran though my head
You're insignificant, better off dead
I would be caught convincing myself
I never stopped myself, just let the blade
Draw across my wrists, let it cut away
As a crimson colored substance
Poured from me, just as it did earlier the other day.
You saw the markings and could not find the words to say
However, I knew exactly what to say
I'm sorry.
Sorry for not being perfect
Sorry for being ugly
Sorry for not skinny enough
I am sorry for ever wanting you,
And believing that you wanted me.
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