I’m sorry that I tried to help.
I didn’t mean to make a mess.
I’m sorry that I spilled my juice
Right on your favorite purple dress.
I’m sorry I’m not good enough
And always make the same mistakes.
I’m sorry I don’t understand
Your sacrifice and what it takes.
I’m sorry that you cry all night
And always look so sad and worn,
But most of all, I’m sorry that
You wish that I was never born.
2019 © Sonya Annita Song
Guilt is a burden children should not have to bear for sins they did not commit.