Sometimes

You hurt my feelings

Cause you believe I’m some way I’m not.

Then you act as if I am and that isn’t fair.

It just pushes me away.

Maybe it’s all you know

Maybe it’s all you know how to do

But it really makes me feel bad about something that I’m not even doing and that I can’t control.

I can’t control what you think and feel

But if you could just be me for a day

You would know how I feel.

And you would understand me and see how much I love and care for you and i would never do something to hurt you just to hurt you.

Sometimes i just don’t feel like you want to see the best in me cause you’re too busy looking for the worst or the making things into the worst when they’re not.

I’m not perfect. I’m still learning too.

But you do hurt my feelings sometimes by treating me like that.

I deserve love just like everyone else does.

If the world is going to end anyways and I am going to end someday… Might as well make the best of right now.

I don’t like feeling of how quick you are to hurt me the minute you think I’m doing something that’s gonna hurt you. You react before you even know.

Ugh


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