I'm sorry I exist
I want to say sorry.
Sorry that I’m alive. You see, I asked God many times to take this useless spirit of mine away, But every morning I wake up sane and safe and I wonder why does god keep giving me these chances.
I’m too much of a coward to harm myself.
So until the day I perish, bear with me. Trust me, I don’t like me either, perhaps, more than you do.
I’m sorry you wasted your precious years raising me mom. I’m sorry I’m not the daughter you wanted me to be.
I’m sorry for existing.
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