I heard through the walls while you talked that night.
I couldn't hear the word, but I heard you cry.
I laid on the bed, and I stared at the ceiling.
I felt like shit, how have you been feeling?
I'm sorry for feeling the way I feel.
I'm sorry there are some things that words can't heal.
I'm sorry that you're sorry that I feel like shit.
I'm sorry that you're sorry that I can't help it.
If you're alright, that's all that matters.
I don't mind if my own blood splatters.
If you're alright, that's all that matters.
I don't mind if my rib cage shatters.
If you're alright, then I'm fine.
It really doesn't matter that I want to die.
If you're alright, then I'm fine.
Don't you worry, all these scars will fade in time.
- Tristan B.
P.S. This is also a song now.
https://soundcloud.com/outdated-3d/sorry-that-youre-sorry
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