I Bet 💔

I bet people will suddenly care about me when I'm no longer on the earth. But I'm still here and yet they're treating me like trash and walking all over me like dirt. I bet if I breath my last breath they'll regret putting me through trauma and pain. Yet I'm still on the earth being mistreated and called insane. I bet if I find a new family, my narcissistic biological family members will guilt trip me for doing so. Truth is they don't truly love me and they even mistreat me when I'm brought low. I bet they'll manipulate and persecute me when I finally break free and get away. I'm NO longer gonna be a doormat and I'll be a fool if I continue to stay. I bet people will suddenly care about me when I'm no longer on the earth. But I'm still here and yet they're treating me like trash and walking all over me like dirt.