I’m sorry if I hurt you

I don’t mean to
I’ve just not been myself lately
I lack motivation to do anything and lack energy
But all you care about is my school work
I’m sorry I lost my key and I broke my glasses
You saw how I cried when we, no, I was looking for my key. You saw me pause to a bit and said that I’m doing nothing. I’m sorry
I’ll be better
I’ll stop crying like you asked
I’ll be happy
I’ll do whatever you want just stop yelling at me please
It hurts me
And I’m afraid to hurt you
What if I do something to myself again, would you except me? Would you love me? Would you hurt me?
I’m scared to say that I’m sure I’ll do something again, but really bad, possibly as bad as last time.
I know you probably don’t love me and maybe my grasp of life(code name) doesn’t even live me and is just like the other ones. Maybe I hurt her, even if she gave me the ring. What if she doesn’t want to see me ever again? I would be alone, sad, and empty shell.
I’m sorry I’m me, I’ll be better

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