Copyright, Sare-Uh

sitting on the bathroom floor
wondering what this was for
why did i do this?
what did i miss?
why did i have to cut my wrist?

fear pours in
and i start to cry
i do not want to have to lie
she says she loves me
she says she cares
and all i do
is give her stares

i’m sorry mom
i’m sorry dad
i’m sorry that i’ve been so bad
i’m sorry that i made you cry
i’m sorry that i told you a lie
i’m sorry that i put you through this
i’m sorry that i cut my wrist.


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