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The hurt
It's funny how you love to talk shit. But you're doing the same. You love to act like you know and call me insane. You've heard rumors about me. But you've never heard them from me. So how can you say what's real and not about me. You love to play this game. And you always make me lose. You think that you're better just because you have another year. You think my life is just a game and you can roll any dice. You've made me so miserable and you think it's great. I cried all alone because all your words were true. And all of my pain was only because of you. I tried to do something bad, I will admit. But then I changed because I saw how it really was. You tried to say that wasn't true and I had never changed. But you probably couldn't even spell my last name. You're the one who stole my best friend and ripped my heart from my chest. And you're laughing at my tears. Because of you I have no will. You made her hate me with so much in her. And then you act fake to her saying that you care about her. You love to talk shit about me with her. But yet you're the biggest whore this world has ever seen. You think people's lives are just a game to you. And you make the rules. You try to act like you're better when you're even below me. You should be the one crying instead of me. You're only good for one thing. And that's wasting my precious air.
