by Leah V.
I’m sorry I’m not perfect
Another perfect image
You have imprinted
And thriving in
Your mind
I’m sorry for having
The impatience of
My father, that
Peace I cannot
Find.
I’m sorry for being
So determined and
Independent and stubborn,
Just as you were
Back then.
I’m sorry my view
On things is more
Into reality, yet yours
In your own little
World
I’m sorry fairy tales
Were left behind for
Me as a child.
I’m sorry I don’t live
By your religious
Standards on your
Perfect life.
I’m sorry every time
You yell at me, I cry
For feeling that I
Am nothing in
Your eyes.
I'm sorry I live to
Please you so much
And want to deserve
Your all around
Attention.
I’m sorry I wish,
Wish my life away
Every time your own
Flesh and blood
Come and visit
Our home.
I’m sorry I make
You think of him
Every time you look
At me.
I’m sorry I’m
This perfect
Child.
I’m sorry.
I’m just so sorry.
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