In this sea full of strangers,
apologies leak from my mouth,
surmounted by an ocean of guilt and shame.

I am not who they made me to be.
I am not delicate or tender.

Thick, dark, cruel waves crash down
on your soft, heartfelt intentions.
The depths of me are yet to be discovered;
Those who have tried have been buried at sea.

I am not your mother or friend.
I am not a gentle song for a quiet night.

In this sea full of strangers,
accusations drip from their mouths,
Surmounted by an ocean of “I warned yous”.