It hurts more than works can describe
The story of my life
It's just depressing to live like me
But I do have some moments that mean a lot to me
But sometimes that's pushed aside
It hurts to breathe
Some times are better left forgotten
Remember when I was walking out
And he said, "What's wrong with you?
You're not good enough, your makeup is too much and I hate what your wearing, you look fat."
How does it feel to have my own father say that
Right before he gives me a fake hug and says :I love you.
But there's few that truly love me
And fewer I really trust
It's hard to stay strong
When life hurts so much

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