I’m sincerely so sorry if
my flowery and educated words
ignited something inside you.
And I’m so sorry if
I didn’t know you
measured my Christian worth
in red cupped servings
So sorry if
I’m a rambling mess every time
I post —
(every single time, you say) —
my mental illness
must unavoidably impose
on your day
I’m sorry if
I
have obviously affected
you.
Haven’t I gotten under your skin if
you so bizarrely attacked me,
as cowards do?
I must have if you
refuse to speak me
in person,
,ironically,
because (as you say) I’m a fake.
Good.
I’m sorry
you’re a sorry little person.
I don’t give a shit
about what you think of me.
or
what you say about me.
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This resonates for me. Thank you for sharing it!
In a social media world full of faux outrage, fake anger, and pretend feelings, you have as genuine a heart & soul as I have come across.
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