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I'm Sorry.
If I had to say it to somebody, it would be you.
Everyone else calls themself a friend,
but, why can't they comprehend?
Who I am?
I've been around them longer, and yet,
they don't understand.
They get mad at my ramblings and throw me away.
Even though you think I'm stupid, just like the others;
oblivious,
to the thoughts, the words;
I'm still human.
They hurt me as much as they have hurt you.
You did your best at avoidance,
I wasn't trash, just a little worn out and old.
I'm sorry for what I said to you--
Perhaps I violated you--
not to the others.
You've pulled through it all,
I don't think I can make it.
You kept strong,
and that's what I need.
All I ask for is a friend.
Someone with whom to confide.
But, perhaps I should just go,
maybe it would be better?
Remember, I am always here, and sorry for what I did.
