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The Truth
They say people will be there for you.
People will support you.
People will fight for you.
The truth is they hurt you.
People will rip you into a million pieces,
Until you are left with nothing
But the empty noise of no one caring.
No one appreciating you.
People are selfish.
They only realize what something means to them.
They don’t care about you,
Or your feelings.
Your broken self is forgotten.
Their only thoughts being the ones that exclude you.
Leaving you out of some secret,
Some inside joke,
Some thing that is irrelevant to you,
Except known to everyone else.
You are invisible to them.
They tell you that you mean something.
But how can you be given a definition
When all they do is strip you of any identification?
Until you are left with nothing
But this void of any redeeming value.
Everything seems lost.
There is no lighthouse in this dark place.
There is no beacon of hope in this shadow you call home.
There aren’t any second chances.
Your very first mistake will be the one that sealed your fate.
They say people will be there for you.
People will support you.
People will fight for you.
The truth is they hurt you.
