I wonder,
Oh, I wonder.
Is it easier to blame me,
For every little thing?
Is it easier to be mad at me,
And say anything?
Is it easier to hurt me,
To heartlessly break me?
Am I your dump truck,
Someone to dump all your problems on?
I wonder,
Oh, I wonder.
Why me?
Why did you choose me?
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THERAPY
PoetryME: Help! I can't swim! HIM: Don't worry, I got you. ME: Hurry, I gonna drown. HIM: I'm coming! HER: Here, take my hand. ME: Thank you so much, you saved me. I almost drowned. HER: I'd never let you drown.
