To whom it may concern

Sorry, my memory is crystal and your actions are like chlorine. You want me to forget because it only takes 26 muscles in your face to smile and years of intensive therapy to address problems. You wish I would just forget about how you threw me down stairs and put holes in our walls but my memory is crystal even if your fist is steel

Sorry, I can't comfort you. You see, I don't know how and I don't think I ever will, but I'll still listen. I'll still stand behind you. I'll stand for you when your legs are weak. There were times where all you needed for sympathy and I gave you facts. It's how I think, because to me a heart is a foreign meanwhile it's your home country.

Sorry, my hands shake when they're in yours. I can't help it, it's like learning to write with your left hand

Sorry, I don't take your compliments like I would wit, because when you tell me I'm beautiful I'm reminded that you've never seen my scars, damage to both mind and tissue. You've seen scars but you've never seen a massacre. I hate compliments because i let myself think for a second that I am beautiful, and i hate looking through rose tinted glasses

Sorry, I can't measure my own self worth, ironic since my ego is insurmountable

Sorry, I pick apart brains like others pick petals for guidance. It's easier for me to break you down into cells and see you as an organism rather than a person

Sorry, I'm so callous. If I keep you at a distance it's only because I know you'll hurt me eventually

Sorry, I'm not what you thought I'd be.

but doesn't that make me more interesting?

Sincerely,

Me