I’m sorry for all the times I pinched and pulled at your flesh,
And times I wondered how you’d look, if there was less,
I’m sorry for times I tried to cover you up,
When I shouldn’t have given a fuck,
I’m sorry for all the times I looked at you and cried,
When I should have stared in the mirror with pride,
I’m sorry for the scars I made,
The ones you can’t see and the ones that won’t fade,
I’m sorry for the men I let inside you,
Who weren’t worthy, and intentions weren’t true,
I’m sorry for all the jokes I made at your expense,
And the hateful things, I never meant,
You’ve got me through every battle and every war,
And I promise, I will try to love you more.
