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Sorry
I'm sorry I put you through misery,
Sorry I couldn't be what you wanted me to be.
Sorry I couldn't laugh another day,
Sorry I didn't have the right words to say.
Sorry I sometimes began to cry,
Sorry I hid my pain with a lie.
Sorry I continue to scar my arms,
Sorry I keep causing harm.
Sorry I am not so perfect,
Sorry I can't stop hurting.
Basically, all that I'm saying to you,
Is things that I thought you knew.
I'm sorry for not knowing how to smile,
I'm sorry that you've been hurting for awhile.
I'm sorry that you can't mend,
Something that's will be broken til the end.
I'm sorry that I'm such a monster,
I'm sorry but I can't take this much longer.
I'm sorry, I really mean it,
Even if it doesn't fit.
Sometimes the angels who always smile,
Hide pain for quite a while.
But eventually that will come crashing down,
When the angel shoots herself, crying without sound.
And as she falls straight to Hell,
She'll let loose things she said she'd never tell.
All those things that brought her to her knees,
She'll let everyone else hear and see,
And though her screams will eventually be lost,
The laughter of those who mocked her will not.
Sorry I couldn't be what you wanted me to be.
Sorry I couldn't laugh another day,
Sorry I didn't have the right words to say.
Sorry I sometimes began to cry,
Sorry I hid my pain with a lie.
Sorry I continue to scar my arms,
Sorry I keep causing harm.
Sorry I am not so perfect,
Sorry I can't stop hurting.
Basically, all that I'm saying to you,
Is things that I thought you knew.
I'm sorry for not knowing how to smile,
I'm sorry that you've been hurting for awhile.
I'm sorry that you can't mend,
Something that's will be broken til the end.
I'm sorry that I'm such a monster,
I'm sorry but I can't take this much longer.
I'm sorry, I really mean it,
Even if it doesn't fit.
Sometimes the angels who always smile,
Hide pain for quite a while.
But eventually that will come crashing down,
When the angel shoots herself, crying without sound.
And as she falls straight to Hell,
She'll let loose things she said she'd never tell.
All those things that brought her to her knees,
She'll let everyone else hear and see,
And though her screams will eventually be lost,
The laughter of those who mocked her will not.
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