Neglected

Alone and dead Stabbed in the heart, stomach and head. Sick of being Screwed over Tired of being the one left for dead. It is never me or so is said They just like to screw with my head Tired of crying myself to sleep Tired of being the one to weep I just can’t see it not being me Living with me must be like agony Because it always winds up the same They must get tired of me cause I am just a flame The one to forgive to easily And the one to always get stomped you see I guess we all must accept our place We all can’t be happy It is what it is =( !!!!