I wanted this poem to be a song declaring that I am not an apology but I am not there yet
I feel like something born then broken spending my life apologizing for not being able to fix myself for not being what people wanted
Trying to stave off danger and hurt I hurl apologies at the world and the people in it. I am sorry for being me. . . . One day I want to stand here in all my broken glory for the world to see and not apologize.
It is painful writing, editing and posting. I do it, because I want to be enough. I am enough. These words are what I face the world with.