You’ve worn me down over the years,
Snide remarks,
Back-handed comments,
My scars fade quickly,
But the cuts don’t.
You say I say sorry too much,
But I’m not apologizing to you.
I apologizing to the person I could have been without you.
You’re the reason I don’t believe it when someone says I’m beautiful,
Or amazing,
Or nice,
Because you’ve proven them wrong.
And I believe you over them.
Aren’t you happy?
That’s why I’m here.