I wish I knew what I've done to deserve the way you always treat me.
I'm kind, thoughtful and sweet.
I guess those are all the things that make you mean.
I try to please or plead for to you to possibly like me.
But all you ever do is spite me.
Despite all of the reasons that are perfectly clear.
I guess shouldn't hold on to ones that don't hold me dear.....
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Words From One's Self { Completed }
PoezieDepression, soul-searching, uplifting poems. And affirmations, acronyms. Just things that are on my mind. © S. J Evans