sorry
i didn’t do anything wrong yet i still said sorry. i constantly find myself apologizing even though i was the one that got hurt. what’s wrong with me. it’s like i’ve been trained to feel guilty for existing too loudly. i say sorry for crying. sorry for needing. sorry for simply being. somehow i still feel like it’s not enough. like being quiet, soft, and small is the only way they’ll let me stay.
Copyright © Tessa Yearwood | Year Posted 2025
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