I’m sorry...
I'm sorry
I don't know how long I stood at the mirror in the morning holding my body, rocking it front and back, begging her to stop crying
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I let him touch you
I'm sorry I convinced you he will love us
I'm sorry I trusted a man
I'm sorry I didn't listen to you
I'm sorry I didn't use our arms to push away
I'm sorry that I only fight with my mind instead of kicking and punching
I'm sorry that I told you we will never settle for less yet I did
I'm sorry I don't carry the pride and the beauty that you do
I'm sorry I almost bled you out the other night in efforts of ending me
I'm sorry I fill my head with names of persons who hurt us before to draw you to an arc
I'm sorry you have me instead of a strong person
I'm sorry I forced you to be less that who you are
I'm sorry I used you as a butter knife instead of a weapon
I'm sorry
