I’m sorry
I can’t be the perfect daughter
I can’t be that older sister
The one you look up to
I can’t be that younger sister
I’m not the person you want
I cry
I hurt
I’m empty
I’m broke
I feel lost
I’m sorry I can’t be who you want
I’m just a broken person
With a deadly head
With hurting thoughts
Whispering words
Everyone looks so happy
I’m sorry
The slightest happiness
It gets taken
There’s no escaping this deadly place
Deadly thoughts
Insecurities
I’m not perfect
Believe me I know
I’m far from perfect
I’m hurt
I’m scarred
The scars that show my battles
They are also in my head
The ones that can’t be fixed
The ones that keep opening
You wanna say I have screws loose
Go ahead
At least I’m being real with you
I’m sorry
I’m failing the ones I promised
I’m sorry
The only words that make sense
I’m sinking
Ive lost myself
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I wrote a song like this last week… I’m also sorry I’m not the perfect daughter, just not enough and will never be enough. no matter what i do i am just never good enough. i try to be perfect, i try to be kind and helpful and i do everything it just is never enough so too bad?
I’m dying so yeah… being perfect isn’t possible so why do they ask for it?
Wdym by dying also idk..