My life is made up of ‘I’m sorry’. I feel like I have to apologize to people, to things, to life itself. It’s like, ‘I’m sorry to be here’. I don’t want to disturb anyone.
It’s been a while
I got rid of all the nasty things I was holding in
to make space for all these other feelings I thought I’d never know
and now I’ve never been more vulnerable, ever and
perhaps that’s what I wanted all along.