Why, why, why? A question I constantly ask myself. Why can't you just be happy? You're in love, you're in college, you have friends, why can't you just be happy?
By Naomi Markin6 years ago in Poets
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That word rolls off my tongue more than any other. When people say "what if every word you said appeared on your skin?" Well most of me would be covered in "sorry's"