Taylor Chan You don’t know meYou thought I lived a double life
Behind secrets that built over time.
Crouching behind a mask
Of carefully woven lies.
You hurled crazed accusations,
I told you the truth-
It hurt you.
And yet, I am sorry.
A surge of guilt filled my chest-
You, who gave me life,
Never knew what was real.
And for that, I am sorry.
You still don’t know me
You still can’t see the truth
Still, you don’t believe
And yet, I am sorry.
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