I liked her, though she despised me,
I didn't know who she wanted me to be.
I was myself, she wanted me to change,
She said I looked ugly and I looked strange.
It hurt my heart and left me to cry,
I was always happy when she came by.
But she'd ignore me and walk away,
And she wouldn't listen to what I had to say,
I never did know why I still liked her,
Things would never be the way they were,
I had none and again I was all alone,
From now on, I had to do things on my own,
I was apparently just a selfish little brat,
That's what they all say, and I knew that.
She did say things that I didn't want to hear,
Don't know why she'd run away when I came near.
That made me feel like dying,
She doesn't see my scars from crying.
It doesn't matter anymore, it's all over,
I decided to leave, since she doesn't want me around her.
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