I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to cower away from you
or say sorry 27 times in the short time I've known you
or cry when you confronted me
or stutter around you.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to hide my self in the bathroom between Acts 1 and 2
or steal Maddie's bobby pin
or cut
or blame it on you.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be so fragile
or cry around you
or apologize for breathing.
(Your breath is more important than mine.)

I'm sorry.
The number on the scale was too high and he was ignoring me and I wasn't right.

I'm sorry.