Hurting peoples feelings to make themselves feel better
Making them feel
Even when they’re trying their hardest
What is it every time I say or do something bad
It’s my fault
Giving the wrong person support
Why is it when I give up everything to help some one
I get told I’m the dumb one
Why is it when I shed a tear they just stare
walking over me like they don’t care
I give my heart out again and again
But yet I get told to shut up because my soul trusts them
So why do we have to be so mean
making the person feel unseen each night
whether its wrong or right
as we pray at night
hoping god will see the sight
giving the ones who are hurt a little more love…
He’s my last hope