I Know What This Is (pt2)

How are others capable of being so unkind in a way you never could? Then throw the blame; that it wouldn't happen if you simply...didn't...exist. Sometimes you're everything. Sometimes, second best, but always feeling like nothing. Small. Just a pawn. A piece to accomplish their needs. That's where the value lies. But life, being so cherished, does not seem worth the pain you're tackled with - just to hope for any kind of love that, you don't know why, but you initially don't deserve.