I write these stories
I write these lines
I write these hoping something stays inside
It’s hard for me to remember you see
A mental illness not so kind to me
I forget a lot and may be perceived as mean
But it’s just a part of it not the real me
So I’m sorry if I’ve let you down
I’m sorry if I’ve somehow made you sad
I’m sorry if I’ve been rude or ignored you
There is a million things going on in my mind
And all I pray is for you to understand
I apologise in advance for things out of my control
I hope you can trust when I say I do my very best and wish for a brighter day