I’m sorry / it’s okay [poem]

I hate the words I’m sorry
hate the instinctive it’s okay in reply
even when it’s not
I’m sorry I bumped you
it’s okay
I’m sorry I took the last cookie
it’s okay
I’m sorry to hear they passed you over at work
it’s okay
I’m sorry about your grandpa
it’s okay
I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore
it’s okay
I’m sorry but I just don’t love you anymore
it’s okay
it’s not okay
I’m not okay
it’s hard to vocalize it though
to stand up and say I won’t take it
I can’t take it
please don’t make me take it
anymore