To my future self

To my future self, I'm sorry that 
I could hold on to your dream, that 
every one you love, are will love will
look at you as a failure. That no matter 
how many times I tried I just kept failing.
At as time go on you fine that the world sorry
was just made to put people like us in our place,
to make us feel like we tried, and that was it, like
we gave up, like we never tried. But I want you to know,
that we did fight, that every bruise, cut and scar, on your body
is from the fight that we put up, it show no matter, how much people
looked down at you, no matter how many times sorry came out of there
mouths it shows that we still fought for what we want, and that we're still
fighting.