Vile

I am sorry that the sky is blue,

not sorry that my tears are not.

 

I am sorry that the roses are red,

not sorry that my blood is not.

 

I am sorry about my feelings,

not sorry for I didn’t know them.

 

I am sorry for my silent screaming,

not sorry for I didn’t know what was hurting.

 

I am sorry that the sky is blue,

not sorry that my tears are too.

 

I am sorry that the roses are red,

not sorry for your traces make me too.

 

I am sorry about my feelings,

not sorry for I didn’t know expressing is remorse.

 

I am sorry for my silent screaming,

not sorry for I didn’t know what I yelled.

 

I am sorry that you got to know me.

I am sorry that you had to hear me.

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