Somehow, the world is always against me.
I always say that I am sorry.
For the wars, the pollution
The crimes plaguing the nation
I say I'm sorry for breathing too loud
Or crying too much
For feeling more than I think I'm allowed
Even if it's you who needs to apologise
I will overanalyse
10/2020
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sane insanity
Poetry18+ - adult themes Trigger warnings: mental illness, self harm, sexual references, abuse a poetry book by an0nym0uz all rights reserved all rights on the art go to their respective owners
