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I’m sorry for existing!

I’m sorry for existing!

My body doesn’t deserve kindness
or anything pretty like a dress
The permission to exist is all I need 
Please excuse my insatiable greed

I’m sorry for taking up precious space 
and for showing my sorry face 
I’m sorry for existing 
and for occasionally resisting 
I’m sorry I’m so useless
Even when you make my face a mess
I never learn 
I don’t mind that it never hurts any less
To suffer is the least I can do in return

I’m sorry for speaking 
for my unintelligible shrieking  
I’m sorry for always apologizing 
for being so agonizing
When I’m just someone worth sacrificing 
a selfish, disgusting, wannabe 
With one final apology 
I hope you will forgive me

I’m sorry for my undeserved praise 

Will you forgive me
If I die a 1000 different ways 
or lick your shoes sparkling clean
The shiniest you’ve ever seen
I’m sorry I’m so obscene!
Will you forgive me
If I starve myself for 1000 days
or rip out my spleen
And wait until my body decays
I’m sorry for my unsightly ways!

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