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Sorry, in advance

You didnt mean to hurt me,
You didnt mean to make me cry.
You said you'd even hug me,
If it'd make everything alright.

But I dont want your hugs,
And I dont want your sympathy.
You say it's just the drugs,
And that I'm looking for some empathy.

You say I need to straighten up,
that I need to walk the line.
But I hate this god- forsaken dump,
And I'm running out of time.

You say that I am way too young,
But life goes by so fast.
You brag about the things I've done,
Stop looking at my past.

I am not who I used to be,
Nor am I a saint.
I'm everything you can not see,
And everything your hate.

Im going down a different path,
One you tried to hide.
I'm running form your angry rath,
That's covered by your pride.

I don't have what it takes,
I never had a chance.
I might just make a few mistakes,
So, "Sorry," in advance.
Written by Unredeemed (Vickie)
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Author's Note
I wrote this poem to my father when I was seventeen. I grew up in a very religious and unstable environment. I was taught not to express my feeling, and that all my emotions were wrong. I was suicidal when I wrote this... I dont have the original, but I still remember every word.
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