Why?

Why do you fight me or reject me

When you know that I’m in pain

When you’ve been hurt by another person before

We were suppose to be on the same team

I was suppose to matter more than a trip to the bar

Just once

But it’s never

I’m always last

Or not at all

So that just sets it in stone

I don’t know why I’m here

If being here is only showing me

That I don’t belong

I’ve never had a home

And that I’m not even important enough

To love

When I need it the most

We all need love

And I give it

Even when it’s hard

Even right now

As I’m losing all hope

For myself

I am loving myself

Right now

To protect myself

From this ever happening again.

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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