Everyone seems the same
They never stick around
It's always a similar game,
Them leaving me out on the ground.
They always come over and use me,
Step on me and abuse me,
Push without saying "Excuse me",
Abandon me to confuse me.
It's always the same old lies
"You can trust me, I'm your friend."
And always give the same replies...
"I never want this friendship to end!"
We lie constantly,
Not one bit of truth
I think we're afraid of
Secrets being set loose.
Maybe we ignore it,
Or maybe we're just blind.
The people we trust the most
Are the ones who are unkind...
YOU ARE READING
Save me from myself
PoetryPoems about self Harming and depression but also recovering and asking for help :)
