Sorry I couldn’t own the words,
Or that I didn’t have the voice to speak them,
Sorry that I couldn’t kill the pain,
Sorry that I was happy with who I was,
And didn’t want to change.
I’m sorry that your pain drove you towards mine,
That I couldn’t explain what love meant to me,
Or hate, or what anything meant to me,
I wish I were the opposite of numb,
If I could feel the pain maybe I could understand it.
I’m sorry that I have to go on living…
When all I want to do is hide…