i try to shrink myself
cuz some days
i feel like
i take up too much
space.
hug my knees
to my chest
fold my feelings
neatly
into smiles
and apologize
again
to the world
for breathing.
swallow my words
keep my eyes down
so maybe i will not be
seen.
i tell my friends
i’m fine
are they even my
friends
cuz why are
they giving me their
time
do i need to pay them
in sex
or dollars or
hugs.
i say i’m sorry
a lot
even when i have
done nothing
wrong.
please forgive me.
i exist.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Comments (4)
I apologise a lot too. And yes, sometimes even for existing. Your poem resonated so deeply with me. I loved it!
The melancholia in your work rings through in every piece! Again no exception here, sad detached and beautiful.
Goodness this was so relatable and perfectly stated. I loved your word choices. Really wonderful work :)
I know this feeling so well. Your poetry is so raw and beautiful.