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Dec 2020
I’m sorry

I’m sorry that I am a pain
I’m sorry that I walk in the rain
I’m sorry I act like a little kid
I am sorry for all I ever did

I’m sorry for all I feel
I’m sorry that I am real
I’m sorry for raising my hand
I’m sorry that I'm willing to stand

I’m sorry
Truly sorry
I hope you understand

I am invisible
I am asexual
I am an atheist
I bi-romantic

I'm only fifteen
So "I don't know what I mean"
I'm a feminist
I stand up and resist

And I’m sorry that I live

I was born into a world full of doubt and hate
I was born into a world where I was always too late
And every time my heart beats it breaks
Every time I force a smile it aches

I wear a mask made of paper mache
I know it sounds cliche
But that is simply just the way
That is simply my day by day

So I’m sorry
So sorry
What can I say?

I’m sorry
So sorry
But now what is the price you must pay?

So I’m sorry
I’m sorry that I don't have much to give
I’m sorry
So sorry

But even still I live.
written years ago, found again in old files
Written by
Anemone  19/F/USA
(19/F/USA)   
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