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I wonder why cruelty exists
I would love to know what the motive is
I would love to be treated like a human
Love to be cared for
But it seems as if the only one who is cared for is someone who doesn't do anything for anyone
"It's all the nice people."
Yeah I'm a bad person
But deep inside I'm kind
I try my hardest to do everything in my power to be appreciated by the people I call my family
I try everything that I can to be appreciated by my friends
But somehow
Each of them
Don't understand
How
h a r d
It is for me.
I just need some time..
Some love..
Safety and comfort..
But all I know is the opposites
After being raised by people who made me think they care and to later find out it was all an act
I know that sometimes,
I take things the wrong way
But I do know when someone doesn't care
Because if you cared
You'd show it .
~~
The only person I care for is the only person I love .
He's perfect
He's almost everything I've been looking for
Except I can't be in his arms
He's so close yet ...
so far.
~~
The only time someone would ever care for me is when I'm in the grave
That's sad to say
But it's so very much true
I'm telling myself the only way to make people show they care is by killing myself off
It's not okay, really
Because one day,
I know that I'll be there
And there will be all these people who were so cruel to me
Crying at my grave
Needless to say, it was their fault
For making me feel so unwanted ...-
~~
I'm reaching out but you're not taking my hand
So I fall down
Faster and faster
Until my heart is no longer beating
Until my breath no longer exists. -
For you,
I put my life in your hands
Just to let you drop it
Just as fast as you left me to rot.
~~
Sometimes I sit in my bed thinking
"my life would be so perfect to have the only person in the world who takes my mind off of reality here with me.."
just even for a little while
because he does something so amazing
what could that be?
what could be so amazing?
simply caring for me.
knowing when I need help and asking if I'm alright
well when I'm with you
of course I'd be
but you're not here
although one day ,
you could be.
I could be in your arms
someday or night
and I could be having a breakdown
and you would be telling me that
"everything's okay"
and I would believe you
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