Black Rose

Black Rose
To most it looks grim to me it looks beautiful

Monday, March 26, 2012

Sorry

Sorry for being me, I’m sorry that I’m not normal or the person you wanted me to be. I’m sorry that I’m not popular, not smart, not popular, being weird, being me. I’m sorry that everything is wrong about me. I’m sorry that I can ruin any chances of friendships by doing one stupid thing. I’m sorry that I cry. I’m sorry that I dress like an emo but act like a crazy. I’m sorry for wanting to stay in my room and not confront the painful world. Sometime I wish I could just leave and never come back, I can’t face the world, and all they do is point out all the wrongs in me. I tried so hard to fit in but after all of this I just ruined it in a second. I’m sorry that I say the weirdest things, I’m sorry that I know nothing about relationships, I’m sorry that I space out a lot, I’m sorry that fall to easily. I’m sorry for being me. I’m sorry that I can’t say “no”, I’m sorry that I’m ugly and pretty or cute like every other girl. I’m sorry that I can say the stupidest thing in the world. I’m sorry that I sometimes cry at night since I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry that I’m a failure at life, I’m sorry.

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