I’m sorry I’m not the angel without torn or tattered wings,
I’m sorry I’m not the perfect girl that heaven sometimes brings,
I’m sorry I’m not happy, and all I seem to do is frown,
And I’m sorry that within these tears I wish somehow I would drown.
I’m sorry that my heart is broken, and it is far from tough,
I’m sorry that I always cry, I’m just not good enough,
I’m sorry I hear these voices crying out inside my head,
And I’m sorry that I listen when they call out to wish me dead.
I’m sorry that inside I can slowly feel my heart breaking,
I’m sorry that I have these thoughts which leave my body shaking,
I’m sorry that I loved you so much that inside my heart was dying,
And I’m sorry that I always have tears with which I’m crying.
I’m sorry I’m not that person you all wanted me to be,
I’m sorry that you don’t often find the real image of me,
I’m sorry in not perfect, and I carry these scars upon my arm,
And I’m sorry that within me lies the secrets of self harm.
