these days I wake up crying yesterdays saddness spilling into today's an oil slick of emotions stomach churningly oozing together I'm sorry My childish stummblings push folks away teill I fall face-first in the dirt skin marred with incompentence reaching for someone who wasn't there I'm sorry I know better But I am a fool who keeps dreammming to hide from the terror like ice that burns the soul the brands that ache with rememberance of the truth I'm sorry One day I'll learn to keep my head down and heart under lock and key so that NO ONE notices me because I'm sorry I keep trying keep hoping keep asking keep dreaming I'm sorry The beatings didn't beat me the pain didn't break me the hate didn't stain me I kinda wish it did. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
