I’m sorry I’m not good enough.
I’m sorry I failed at being someone worth knowing, someone worth talking to and spending time with.
I’m sorry I’m such an embarrassment to you being in your lives.
I’m sorry for my mistakes, and I’m sorry I didn’t learn from them fast enough.
I’m sorry I’m too naive or stupid to understand things so conversations turn to arguements or stagnate into silence.
I’m sorry I’m so uninteresting that time interacting with me is just a waste of yours.
I’m sorry for trying to make an impact, a difference, and instead treating a mess.
I’m sorry I exist in your lives, taking up space I’m I worthy of having, and I’m sorry I don’t have a way to fix that
I’m sorry that no matter what I do it’ll always be wrong, making things worse.
I’m sorry for forcing you to endure me in the capacity you have.
I’m sorry for being me.