I'm sorry you had me
that you were disappointed
That I made you leave

Honestly, though, you don't know
You had a bright, caring young girl
So I'm sorry you had me,
But I'm not sorry to be me

You left when i was seven
So fast, like a rocket lost in space
Silence from you since then
As if your tongue was ripped out

I'm sorry you felt that need
To leave your child for...
A criminal, tearing into me
Like bullet holes, crimson, burning

The life I can't even remember
Except sharp flashes like the glint
Of a silver blade, about to meet its mark
It wasn't great anyways,
The scars on my skin like burning
Like carelessness.
Like abandonment.
Like pain.

So yes, mother, I'm sorry
I am so very sorry
That you were too blind to see
The beautiful person
That I have come to be