It's one of those days.
I’m sorry…
That I am not who you think I should be
That I don’t like it when you say I’m pretty
That I don’t want the same things you do
That sometimes I loathe the very thought of you
That I cannot give you want you want, no matter how hard I try.
I’m sorry...
That my most developed emotion is remorse
That I’m not able to be yours right now
That I don’t have the courage you need me to have
That I am so afraid
That I don’t have all the answers for you
That I need you.
I’m sorry…
That I cant lose the weight I so desperately want to
That I lack the ability to stand up for myself
That I don’t like who I see in the mirror.
That I cant just fix everything, right here, right now
That I just need someone to listen
to understand
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There's something strange,
There's something wrong.
I see a change -
It's like when love dies.
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