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Why do I always have to be the broken one
Am always seen as an option
I always beg the people I love to stay even tho they show me no emotions
Why do they always make me cry and cannot respect my own bleeding eyes Why do they respect another soul so much and put them safe but let me crush
Yet they claim they love me and still admire another in my presence,yet they claim they want me but damn me whenever they want.
Yet you say your sorry,but still keep the things that made it bad
Yet they keep my lonely and forget I am outside and they are my home
They cut my heart and watch it bleed
Drain my soul and let me leave
They ignore my pains, worries and pleas
For a stranger they put me down like a slave on their knees
My life still goes in circles
My heart carriers the scars of their torture
Why am I always the victim of things that hurt so much