Do people not see how hard I try to help? Can they not appreciate the effort and devotion I put into doing something, anything for them. Why must they just see the one thing I couldn't do instead of the thousand others I did with my all?!
I guess people choose to see what they want to and they want to see me beaten down, to see me fail and give up...
In the end no one truly cares about me. It is all just an illusion, a mirage.

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PoetryJust a few short quotes by me. A little piece for others to see... Highest ranking in Poetry #148 (02-07-17)