My heart breaks every single time
When I see them in front of me
I'm just the one used for showoff
That's what it always seems
They were supposed to love me
But I don't know why now I feel
That I'm just an object which
Follows the principal of use and throw
It still hurts and even stings
When they forget the facts
And try to put me down again
When they should support me
And the sugarcoated words
Hurt a lot more everyday
Because the words hidden
Are taunts and curses
Weren't we supposed to be family?
Then why... Just why.
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My Brainwork 1: Collection Of Poems
PoetryHi everyone. I have decided to post my various thoughts via poems. The chapters here will be arranged according to different topics. You can read according to your choice.Hope you like them. Also, if you find typos, grammatical mistakes, etc, do...
