“I’m Sorry, But…”

by Shelly Moore Caron ©️ 2025

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I’m sorry, but…

Nobody on this planet gives a single shit about you.

Until you really get this — you’re doomed.

You’ll spend your whole adult life

Steeping in why’s.

The only person who can save you… is you.

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You’re holding everyone to a standard

That’s not just unrealistic — it does damage.

No one is required

To check in when you’re tired.

They love you, but they’ve got their own lives to manage.

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To think otherwise? A little narcissistic.

Who have you checked on lately? Be realistic.

The world’s in chaos —

We’re just keeping our heads up.

Now is not the time to get egotistic.

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The real magic starts when you let go

Of expectations — of them, of your ego.

Realize you’re holding the reins

Of your own chariot and domain.

Accept what is, and watch yourself grow.

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Stop stacking your hopes on the shoulders of others —

Friends, parents, sisters, and brothers.

We’re all doing our best,

Running on minimal rest,

And wishing we were under warm covers.

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So build your own fire, let it burn bright,

Stop waiting for someone to hand you a light.

You’re the spark, the match, the flame —

No one else is coming.

And that’s not tragedy — that’s your becoming.

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