I’m sorry for the way I am.

I’m sorry I’ve let you down.

I’m sorry I can’t pull it together.

I’m sorry I fuck everything up.

I’m sorry I’m unlovable.

I’m sorry I’m unfixable.

I’m sorry I’m untrustable.

I’m sorry I’m stupid.

I’m sorry I’m ugly.

I’m sorry I’m awkward.

I’m sorry I depend on attention.

I’m sorry I’m worthless.

I’m sorry I couldn’t get better.

I’m sorry I can’t stop fucking up.

I’m sorry I’m depressed.

I’m sorry I’m suicidal.

I’m sorry I’m never enough.

I’m sorry I love you.

I’m sorry for wasting your time.

I’m sorry you’re going to hate me if I go through with it.

I’m sorry I can’t feel any reason to live.

I’m sorry I forgot how to be happy.

I’m sorry all I ever do is doubt you.

I’m sorry I’m a terrible friend.

I’m sorry I can’t be there for you like I used to anymore.

I’m sorry all I do is suffer.

I’m sorry for the way you will feel seeing the raging scars that stand out on my pale wrists.

I’m sorry you might not even get the chance to do that.

I’m sorry I wasn’t enough.

I’m sorry I don’t know how to help you.

I’m sorry I loved you.

I’m sorry I’m really not sorry that I loved you.

I’m sorry I still love you despite what I know.

I’m sorry I cry more than once a day now.

I’m sorry sometimes I don’t even know why I’m crying.

I’m sorry I can’t control it.

I’m sorry I keep sobbing hysterically in grocery stores for no reason, without even a trigger.

I’m sorry I’m an embarrassment to be seen with.

I’m sorry you can’t stand me anymore.

I’m sorry you give up.

I’m sorry I give up.

I’m sorry I wish I was dead.

I’m sorry you ever met me and let me into your life just to fuck it up.

I’m sorry I’m alive.

And I’m sorry I don’t have the balls to fix that.