Bruised

I've been bruised, used, abused, living day by day at times I don't feel like trying I laugh to cover up my pain, God can hear me crying I've been bruised by my mother, bruised by my father, bruised by my lover for the rest of my days I walk alone, can't trust another I smother people with love, but they rather kick me when i'm down, kick me when i'm dying, And laugh when they see me crying, If only they knew what I was going through, those that say they love me, leave cast me away deceive me Even Denying myself to provided what others lacked they bruise me with words, and thank me by talking behind my back All these evil things and words are visible through the eyes of God So why do they lie to someone who is so truthful why the facade It's like my spirit is stuck in a pod, suffered to many bruises and is ready to fly I'm currently fighting for my life, but why should I strive When all of my life, I've been caught up by drama, deception and lies, Only trust God cause people will fail you, words to the wise.