I’m Sorry

I’m sorry. 

I didn’t realize. I always have to be okay. No matter how hard I try. To tell that I’m not. And I will never be. Unless you let me get some help, right now, immediately. 

I’m sorry. 

I didn’t realize. I always have to pretend I’m straight. No matter how hard I try. To tell that I’m not. My life is only a cycle of lies.

I’m sorry.

I truly am this time. As crying isn’t ladylike, you say to my teary eyes. You send me to my room without dinner. I will never be the winner.