Why does it hurt so muh?
whenever they come around?
when they leave, and say their sorry it happened that way?
why do we care so damned much after how we were treated?!
why do they just stop and think that it doenst matter how they treat us?
only those,
the select few, who are worshiped above all else, can excape the tourtous daggers that slice at open wounds.
why do we cry,
when no tears are shed over us?
why should we love others that only hurt us in the end?
the pain will wash over us time and time again
but yet, we cant let go,
we cant say oh well,
and we cant pick up all the broken shards of our shattered hearts,
that lay so damaged on the floor.
why do you care, when not one of them try to help us back on to our feet again.
Why do we care??
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