How It Feels
I get taken advantage of All because it was love Or so I thought Including the conflict it brought I wish the days were brighter And I wish I wasn't someone's daughter The amount of times I've been thrown Always leaves me feeling torn Even in my darkest days My memory is a haze My mind full of worries My brain hurries My brain works over time My thoughts are worth a dime Or possibly more You made me walk out that door
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