I don’t understand why things have to get so bad, that you have to hurt me. That you despise me enough to lay a hand on me, when you’re mad over a simple thing. Am I that worthless to you? I never have, and I don’t think I ever will be able to be enough for you.

Am I just not what you wanted?

I’m sorry I had to be something that wasn’t fulfilling your needs, that i’m not as good as everyone else you love. You’ve hurt me, not just by inflicting pain on my body, but you’ve torn out my soul. I hope you’ll figure that out someday, that you’d scarred me too deep. I’m sorry i’m not good enough.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be perfect for you. I never will be perfect, but i’m sorry.

I hope you know you’ve cut me deep.

I hope you see you’ve broken me.

I’m just a shell now, but it won’t matter to you.

“I don’t care,” You said. “You never listen to me,” You screamed. ”You’re worthless” i’m sure you thought.

“I’m sorry,” Is all I can say, because you won’t pause to listen to the words that are coming from my mouth. To listen to what I have to say, to my story.

I’m sorry.