Dear 8 years old me,

                 Sorry,
                        I fail you by not giving you
                          Hugs or storytimes
                            
Sorry,
      For away fixing others when they never
    Said   thanks , your hand were shaking.
                     Sorry, for not letting you heal
       Sorry, for just letting you seal the wounds of someone else, while yours were
Bleeding.
                   There were days where I was smiling. So sorry for forcing you to make painful laughter just so that
       No on had to worry about us.


I'm sorry, for that sleepless night, when you cry to be let out....

I'm sorry i never gave you a chance
To tell yourself that you are beautiful
.                         That you are smart
                           That you are o