The Perfect Daughter

I’m sorry for not being beautiful

Tangled black hair and plain brown eyes

Are far from the prettiest sight

I’m sorry for not working harder

Fainting and black circles around my eyes

Aren’t an excuse to not try

I’m sorry for not being better

Bright red scars line my arms

Feelings of inadequacy led to self harm

I’m sorry for not understanding

That you couldn’t ever be proud of me

I wouldn’t either, if I had a child so ugly

I’m sorry for feeling inadequate

Failing and failing time after time

You think that crying is a crime

I’m sorry for not being the best

I know you wouldn’t hesitate to give me away for a quarter

If in return you got the perfect daughter

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