Who am I?
Why am I like this?
What did I do to receive this abuse?
I didn't do anything to deserve the way you treat me.
I know it has been my fault,
but I am just a person and I make mistakes.
Please don't hold this against me. I wouldn't be able to handle it.
You'll have me asking questions out of the blue.
Going out of my mind.
Constantly asking,
What did I do to receive this abuse?
Why am I like this?
Who am I?
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Living A Day Longer Than Death.
PoetryWe're just low life misfits with big dreams...