January 7, 2010
By Anonymous

It's unfair the way you taunt me
Nobody ever sees
But the one time that I yell
People appear and rip at me
I don't understand what it is about you
That sets me off the edge
You make me feel like I'm nothing
Something to toss far across the ledge
You lie, you cheat, and you've stolen before
But now somehow I'm the criminal
Locked behind the sturdy door
I don't enjoy the constant fighting
But I won't let others be trapped in your lies
I'm finally going to speak my mind
And you'll probably end up making me cry

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