It Hurts
That all the people in my life do not love me
That they only tolerate me
That as long as I am useful they will have me
That I am only a means to an end for them
That everything is all about them
That they are around because I have something to offer them
That they only fake their emotions
That they don't give a damn about my emotions
That they will not accept I have limitations
That all they are interested in is what I have to share
That upon all I do they still don’t care
That in this life my fate depends only on how I can fare
That none of their smiles are for real
That all I have with them is an 'I will please u' deal
IT HURTS
Copyright © Bless Attamah | Year Posted 2017
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