my turn to speak

Im done saying sorry for things that aren't my fault it's your turn you need to learn all you do is make me burn I'm sick of getting hurt I'm done with getting kicked in the dirt you always make fun of my body im done saying sorry when will you care about my story you hurt me and didn't even say sorry we're friends, right? friends don't leave each other out in groups of three I'm a lonely tree drifting out to sea and I still said sorry blooding running down my arm and I still woke up to my alarm I went to school, your so cruel! YOU THINK YOUR SO COOL, BUT YOUR THE REASON I FEEL LIKE A FOOL say sorry I deserve it or else, I quit you keep pushing me away you make me feel so worthless every day you make me feel guilty for being ok you build me into the person I'm not with clay but those aren't words that I can say you'll use them against me every single day but I still came along I know I didn't belong so be strong, and admit you were... wrong