Change
An easy target i guess forever i will be People only seem to use and abuse people like me always played then left Never to keep I suppose im not worth fighting for Every time i find myself drowning in tears with my face to the floor Why must people get pleasure from hurting me Why not leave me alone so i can try to finish my life out with a little bit of happy of course not that is far too easy too much like its suppose to be instead they rather take everything from me leave me depressed while sadness consumes this broken being do you get enjoyment from others pain? how would you feel if it was your life was the game? I bet your actions would be different The whole game would change
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