constantly apologizing for my existence is exhausting
for the words I speak
for the laughs I release
for being a little selfish once in a while
I do not think that anyone is forcing me to apologize
yet I feel as though society will tear me apart if I do not
this world has conditioned me to think that every move I make is equated to someone else’s expense
as though my happiness is not worthy of being experienced
sorry for folding that towel incorrectly
sorry for offering to fold the towel in the first place
sorry for sharing my opinion
sorry for remaining silent
sorry for holding you accountable
sorry for refusing to kiss the ground beneath your feet
I apologize to all of you for my existence
when I should really be apologizing to myself
Natasha Sohni 