Inncubus

Its okay...
She's used to people using her.
She's used to people walking out on her.
She's used to people talking shit about her.
She's used to people pretending to be her friend.
She's used to people lying to her.
She's used to people disappointing her.
She's used to people leaving her hanging.
She's used to being stabbed in there back by the ones she thought loved her.
She's used to being replaced.
She's used to people keeping secrets from her.
She's used to being abandoned.
She's used to people betraying her trust.
She's used to people bring down her self-esteem.
She's used to people mess in with her feelings.
She's used to people toying with her head.
She's used to her heart breaking.
She's learned to suck it up, and wait for her life to come to an end.
Till then, she will fake a smile, suck up her tears and hope that, maybe one day, someone will end her trouble for her.
Its okay...