Saturday, February 22, 2014


I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
And really insecure.
I'm sorry I'm not what you want me to be anymore.
In all my times of sorrow,
I take comfort in my pain.
I'm sorry it's so obvious that I have gone insane.
I'm sorry I make mistakes.
I guess that you were right.
Right when you said that I would die alone tonight.
You used to love me so much.
We used to be bestfriends.
But now I guess it's true that all good things must have an end.
I know you hate who I am,
And I apologize.
I'm just torn because I yearn to be enough in your eyes.

~My Sincerest Apologies, by Abbie Vitale

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