Apologies,

Apologies,

Apologies,

Apologies.

Forgiving,

Forgiving,

Forgiving.

That's what I've been thaught,

That's what had been forced upon me.

No matter the situation, always apologise,

No matter feelings, always forgive.

Now numbness has settled in my bones, having crushed the warmth that had once been there.

And I can't find it in me to apologise or forgive anymore,

In the end

My apologies

Or forgiveness

Were always fake.

The sky is crying out,

it's tears treading the earth with light steps,

as the living admires.

Why did you ruin me?

Am I sabotaging myself into this ideal of trauma wherein you're the villain,

The villain who slaughtered my innocence?

Am I the villain?

I get told these stories if the past,

In these stories my character seems to be someone else.

A stranger, a misfit.

If only I could remember

The change of different attitudes

Really hurts yk

I

did not deserve this

at all

I

did not deserve this

at all