I am sorry I have not been perfect,
During my eighteen years of life.
I am sorry you think I am anorexic,
And that I live life by a knife.
I am sorry I am not the same little girl,
That I was a short time ago.
I am sorry that I feel so much pain inside,
And that you have yet to see me grow.
I am sorry you must look into these cold eyes,
And that I have no confidence left to spare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem