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.